Testo ..Bloodshot Eyes Trauma
Whoever it is
It seems to modify
Remove imperfectly working elements
Burst fetters binding the soul
Jealousy tangles hair like a mouth
Envy twists fingers
Anger in clenched fists
Hatred in bliidshot eyes
Anger in clenched fists
Hatred in bliidshot eyes
I gave vent to fatal impulses
On account of which I suffer now
So many burnt bridges around
Almost improbable to step forwards
I can observe a slow change
I am ot anxious to punish the guilty
I don't hold the blind in contempt
I shake off the infected skin
Anger in clenched fists
Hatred in bliidshot eyes
Anger in clenched fists
Hatred in bliidshot eyes