Spike Bilal

"Don't let them push you around, for every bruise they give, give them five broken bones" You cant command me to crawl, you're not supirior you cant dictate my deeds, my life is mine I may be under your mercy, but that wont last I'm gonna be taking my own life, I'll have a blast I live for freedom that sense of bliss A chill thats running right down my spine pleading your mercy, I'd rather die burn in a hell, hear myself cry blood runs cold, through my elbows I cry out, bruy me home screaming out through an endless night my dead self now is mine. I'm breaking free from your rule, I'm flying out your cage of tyranny is torn apart my soul will leave that dome to a different land this knife is a sign of free will, within my hands to your fire i surrender living back my suicide... hell is waiting, ever lasting my chosen path, i'm well aware forever there at the end of existence praying on its burning tiles seeing torture in my image let my soul march to the flames

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Spike_Bilalalmost 4 years at Братьев Касимовых 21 in Kazan