"The Inside" as written by Mark J. Feist and Y ....
Fear, Madness
Always have they restrained
A dark psychic paradox
The suffering running into my veins
And impairing by my unknown grief
Irrational grief of soul
Emotions with no senses
The light seems so black to me
To me

I need to tear my skin and spread my blood
On the ground of this unexalting world.
Looking for the illness of inner-self
Ready to be painting

My soul is empty
I am worse than the above
Than your future

Sadistic aggression of my mind
I can read on my blood
I am intended to live with these sufferings
My inside is contaminated by this world

Blood and suffering
Tears and lies will never die in myself

My bloody cold flesh perspires anger
My failing inside's spreading all its rot

The inside of hate
Made by the hate
I hate this apathic world I see
I am worse than the above
Than your future


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