1. Doom Town
3m 8s
Length
155
Words
106
Unique
49.5
WPM
896
Chars
37
Lines
No rising from the ashes You're facing the impending No answers from the prophets You'll die, and suffer the flames Barricade with your possessions As fate falls from the sky Set well in your ways or your deathbed There's nowhere you can run Rain hell on this stagnated conscience Barely alive Let the scorn of foes burn through the brain And consume your pride Panic setting in, you had your fucking chances My mind's already made up Self-will has built this sanctuary You're begging to escape from Foundations made in vain I'm watching from my window And calling shortly after The silence extends the question Am I awake, is this who I am Selfish, complacent and holding on Until my days are set in stone Like a cancer spreading distant With no time to spare Destruction calls There is no second chance No forgiveness, only flames Burn No forgiveness, only flames No forgiveness only hate
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