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- Black label Lyrics
Album: New American Gospel The human condition is inherit claustrophobia. Compression of my space made complete. I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone. Inanity rolls total through this sphere. Ostracized for clarity of vision. A dream unrealized of solitude that I should decend into autonomy and know the pain of fellowship no more. I feel nothing but a lack of space. Paradox of socialization results in duress. Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate? Humanity. Exterminate with extreme predjudice.
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