Talk:Phil/@comment-36175268-20180713062900

STANDING ON THE EDGE OF THE CRATER LIKE THE PROPHETS ONCE SAID AND THE ASHES ARE ALL COLD NOW NO MORE BULLETS AND THE EMBERS ARE DEAD WHISPERS IN THE AIR TELL THE TALES OF THE BROTHERS GONE DESOLATION, DEVASTATION WHAT A MESS WE MADE, WHEN IT ALL WENT WRONG

WATCHING FROM THE EDGE OF THE CIRCUS FOR THE GAMES TO BEGIN GLADIATORS DRAW THEIR SWORDS FORM THEIR RANKS FOR ARMAGEDDON

I'M NUCLEAR I'M WILD I'M BREAKING UP INSIDE A HEART OF BROKEN GLASS DEFILED DEEP INSIDE THE ABANDONED CHILD

STANDING ON THE EDGE OF THE UNDERWORLD LOOKING AT THE ABYSS AND I'M HOPING FOR SOME MIRACLE TO BREAKOUT TO ESCAPE FROM ALL THIS WHISPERS IN THE AIR TELL THE TALES OF A LIFE THAT'S GONE DESOLATION, DEVASTATION WHAT A MESS WE MADE, WHEN IT ALL WENT WRONG

I'M NUCLEAR I'M WILD I'M BREAKING UP INSIDE A HEART OF BROKEN GLASS DEFILED DEEP INSIDE THE ABANDONED CHILD

I'M NUCLEAR I'M WILD I'M BREAKING UP INSIDE A HEART OF BROKEN GLASS DEFILED DEEP INSIDE THE ABANDONED CHILD DEEP INSIDE THE ABANDONED CHILD