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Dirge For a Lunatic

from Plague Party by Nameless Creations

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lyrics

In the house of whipcord, in the house of slit wrists
Welcome to the place where only madness exists
You can cry for help every waking night
But in this valley of shadow, there's no God by your side

Hope is gone, there may never be one
You're living, being punished for having been born
Every day's a struggle to stay alive, and dying is a way to survive

You're sitting in the cell, realizing all hope has gone
You're a dead man, you're a loony, you interest no one

Day by day you live, waiting to die
You live being watched by scientists' eyes
If this isn't hell then I don't know what is
Chained to the nightmare of mental disease

Satan's spithole, it is what it is
Day by day you live down on your knees
Men in white never say a word
Your state of mind is their absurd

Hope is gone, there may never be one
You're living, being punished for having been born
Every day's a struggle to stay alive, and dying is a way to survive

You're sitting in the cell, realizing all hope has gone
You're a dead man, you’re a loony you interest no one

Souls are on fire in this prison of stone
Their past and future remains unknown
They’re chained to the bed in a cell without a door
and this will be till they exist no more

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from Plague Party, released October 13, 2023

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we dare you to be real and to accept the gift of sin
we see clearly with our diamond eyes
we are nameless in name and wicked in blood
we are with you in the darkness waiting
we always want more
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