TVKYV GHØUL
Why are you hunting for my soul? Maybe 'cause I'm a fucking ghoul? I did not choose this way, To have everyone hunt me with hate, I didn't choose to become a creature, I didn't make myself such a future, Y'all think I'm just doing cannibalism, But to survive I need somethin' to eat, There is nothing left for me, Starve? No, I won't starve to death, I'll do anything just not to lose my breath, For me this situation is hopeless Cannibalism is the best way to continue to exist, It's difficult to hide from everyone, but I kill with ease, No privacy, only survival at the expense of other's lives, Living in other ways is impossible, people don't compromise Dead inside but nobody seems to care, It feels like I'm just rotting as a person, I think this shit's unfair, For years we try to eradicate each other's races, it seems this war will never end, So many lives and nerves and time wasted, it is all in vain
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