Unborn
And it's not a game
My heart goes cold.
I’ve given what I could, but in this world, shit is worshiped.
I don’t care about whoring and I will not be born again. “So the world shall fear me”.
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My heart goes cold.
I’ve given what I could, but in this world, shit is worshiped.
I don’t care about whoring and I will not be born again. “So the world shall fear me”.
"I will not be born again."
I'm not coming back to Trauma Planet.
"“So the world shall fear me”."
Indeed. Slay on.