my year with the wizard was a long one / you act like a friend, but you’re the wrong one
i call on the phone, i need an answer / why don’t you want the truth?
my year with the devil was a sad one / you look for yourself inside a bad one
and everyone knows that this is nowhere / how do you sleep at night?
my year with the lovers wasn’t worth it / i asked for too much, i think i cursed it
i asked for the kill, but not the question / what do you want from me?
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This album is packed with raw anger. It is the true form of expression of the modern age. It speaks for those who are mute, and delights those who see. smithmatt7