Hit and run, the truths running form your mind as the dying consequences starts rushing from inside,
Guilt and hate, as you running for your life on the verge of existence form crimes incites.
Fucking cuffs, as you smash into the floor, your face buried deep into the soils of hell.
Pure Regret, what you give is what you get, the truth swallows cold
Solitary confinement, Exiled against your will, Forced in to isolation, Behold the Holding Cells
Burred deep, beneath the laws only grasp, as you heart starts to beat at 50 miles per hour.
Empty shell is, how you feel, as the tiny thread of light beams down beyond the cell .
All alone, trapped below the ice, with the mental stability of a convict gone insane Traumatized by the visions you've created, there's nothing else to loose.
Solitary confinement, Exiled against your will, Forced in to isolation, Behold the Holding Cells
Aftermath takes control, as you final punishment is at the gates of hell.
Were all around, your in it deep, and the only way out is through the grasp of the law.
Punishment will reign supreme, and you tiny worthless life will crumble at its feet.
All is lost, for a second chance, forgiveness starts here
Solitary confinement, Exiled against your will, Forced in to isolation, Behold the Holding Cells
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