The 2 A.M Writer

Preacher

I saw nothing in the light

I saw nothing in the dark

My complacency fucks my boredom

Together they will birth my Anti-Christ

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Swig from this bottle and salt your slugs

Burn them away fuck them, fuck them

You don\'t need any emotion or numbness

Haven\'t you learned your destructive lessons yet?

Gods won\'t ever save or devour you

None of them ever existed anyways

Welcome to the end

And now you will come through anew

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Your purposeful end was of vain

You thought you could listen and trust your own voice

You listened to the preacher, yes

And you brought your own end