Faces - Polluted Inheritance



What used to be a normal life

Has turned into a hell

It all happened so fast

Oh please god help



I look into this world

Through other eyes

I am staring at myself

With memories that are not mine



These faces more and more, growing on my chest

They take over my thoughts, these faces of the dead



Faces of the dead

Growing on me

Form into my skin

With empty eyes

And memories

Insanity sets in



I am going nuts this has to stop

Illusions of the brain

I hear them scream, I cut their flesh

I feel, I taste the pain



They find me in a pool of blood

Think it is suicide

My chest is cut, the faces gone

They left me so did I



I arise come back to life

And look through my own eyes

My face is growing on your chest

Your memories are now mine



Faces of the dead

Growing on you

Form into your skin

With empty eyes

And memories

Your insanity sets in



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