This is the story
of my so called life
I'm not the author
I'm just the one who suffers
I can't stand my own countenance
This face in the mirror
Couldn't be mine, the weight of this life
I have to bear until the end
The weight of this burden
Is the death of all hope
This weight is the death of all hope
I will remember every single face
Of the beasts that laid upon me
Their mouth, their eyes, their smile, their breath
are parts of my own hell
Their tongues, their hands their hair, their smell
Follow me forever, I have never chosen this way
I have never had a chance
I will always be the carrier
Now I'm alone no one comes down with me
Because I will remember every single face
There is no way out - out of this
I am forevermore the carrier

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