Vincente Void Part II: The Endproject Collective
Listen to my violent art.
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Listen to my violent art.
Nothing keeps me alive as much as you.
Feeding on their ignorance, with a smile on your face as you cash out.
Here I sit like a marionette, strings on my limbs, rope on my neck.
Must I only share my pain?
The salt from your tears burnt straight through my skin.
Karma’s gonna come for all of us, I just hope she comes for you first.
Your time’s up, now there’s hell to pay.
Each time we battle, the blood and the fury takes us a little higher.