Prison
You made a prison of your faith just before you pass away Entrapping your mind in your box For me, it's a consequence I'll deny!! Your mind decides to go with me But, there's nothing much left of you Thanks for standing beside me, now I'm through with you Oh, I'm squeezing in Oh, I'm deep in guts Oh, I remove your skin Oh, it could never stop
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