Conflictions

Ssentihgon fo enalp eht
Nortatem fo enalp tneicna eht

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Feels like I'm faking it all
I don't pick up your calls
I'm scared
I mean it
Sincerely
You're crazy
I'm falling
So slowly
I pick up on everything
That I do wrong
It feels like I'm choking
Metatron leave me floating
This is why I stopped smoking
Everything I noticed
See the bad in the people you love
There's no worse feeling
Than that one
Leave me lone
In the depths of the
Dungeon
Paint my face on your wall
Make my eyes look down
And you wait
When you hear the sound
Deep inside the forest
Pitch black
Out of bounds
Just tell me straight
No matter how bad it sounds
A demon and an angel
Perfect harmony
Let it get inside
Get inside and slaughter me
Look inside of me
Spot whats wrong inside of me
105 degrees
Meta fly down
Plant the seed

The words of the ancient
OSX lords of the past