Why do I even waste my time?
I live a life of practiced pretense
Live to love one thing
Then move onto another
Empty shells litter the battlefield
Bodies are rotting
I've used them all
One thing should be center in my life
Yet I deny Him
With my actions and thoughts
I cling to Him
With fear of my life
I must forsake the evil
Banish the beast
Accept the book
The book of light
© 2008 AnarKoRn
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