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An unpredicted fault,
Knocks me, clean off my feet.
Dragged down, to a new hell.
The belly of the beast!
BEAST!
Consumed by pain,
Blinded by misery,
Chaos, loss of control,
Lost what was real to me.
Life, turned upside, down,
Exist in suffering,
Beat down, and swallowed whole.
Can’t leave this hell I’m in.
Trapped in a new hell.
Lost in the depths, fighting for my soul.
Beat down, broken in half, shattered, swallowed whole.
Taken off guard, taken clean off my feet.
Dragged down, to a new hell, the belly of the beast.
TRUTH, Turned upside down,
DESTROY, All that was known,
HELL, Now real for you,
FIGHT, Fight to find your truth.
The Belly of the Beast.
And Hell consumed me…
No escape, no fucking mercy.
You’ve got to fight your way out.
NO HELP, NIGHT LIGHT,
You’ve got to stand and fight
NO HELP, NIGHT LIGHT,
You’ve got fight.
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Don’t be a mug,
Don’t suffer fools,
Don’t take shit lay on your back,
Unless you like to loose.
How can you respect yourself, when you’ve got nothing to give.
How can you bite without some teeth, what kind of life must you live.
Pick yourself up,
Climb, out of the mud.
Stand up, make yourself count,
Escape the victim hood.
GROW SOME TEETH
Know when, to stand your ground.
Know that you cant always please.
Don’t let them walk over you,
Don’t spend your life, on your knees.
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An unrelenting force,
breaths fire down you.
With strength, without remorse.
A pain you cannot undo.
The insurmountable dread
Of all that could be destroyed.
Don’t run and hide, abide
This you cannot avoid.
FIGHT, FOR, YOUR, LIFE
Paralysed by fear,
Dying, becoming cold,
Confront the beast head on.
Take the Dragon’s gold..
Take the Dragon’s gold.
Face the challenges in life, willingly.
And reap the rewards that you will sow.
Reap what you sow,
Take the Dragon’s gold.
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I’ve been doing this too long,
to not see where your shit goes wrong.
Do you know how much it takes,
‘Cos’ if you don’t then you know you’re just a fake.
All the hard work you never see.
You fuck about, pretend. I do things properly.
You forget about that graft that’s out of sight.
Sit back, relax, I keep my laces tight.
WE WORK HARD FOR ALL THIS SHIT.
Work with what we’ve got, not moan ‘bout what we’ve not.
I couldn’t give a shit about your plans or grand ideals.
You sit about with fuck all done, none of it is real,
MATE,
YOU’VE NOT GOT A CLUE,
SO HOW ABOUT I DO ME, AND HOW ABOUT YOU DO.
ONE DOWN
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