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In This Organized chaotic weirdness

when rotten worms feeds on my flesh
i can breath with a smile when i can smell my death
i smell a taste of death in the air
now i´m in the under ones lair

sickness and misery is common in this place
mirrors everywhere but cannot see 1 fucking face
insanity starts to take control here inside
oh man what you´ll experience here is 1 of a kind

chorus:
trying to understand the whole picture
in this organized chaotic weirdness
still to this none have and none would ever find a cure
oh fuck, how did i become to be this mess

invisible eyes stare upon me with an empty gaze
them glow of evil that never rest to always keep my consiousness afraid
just drifting deeper through the shapeless path of unseen illusions
drowns to be lost, alone and forgotten as i suffocates by my own confusions

chorus:
trying to understand the whole picture
in this organized chaotic weirdness
still to this none have and none would ever find a cure
oh fuck, how did i become to be this mess




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