Debating The Axiom کے بول

the breath of God is gone the breath of God is gone feel the iron hand closing in the screams are swallowed by the darkness of the womb swearing to a deity in whom they don't believe their lifted voices are the pictures of the past so the choice is made to strip away a pulse and a chance to love they said that she'd be fine the memories are still the splinters in her heart they're trying to forget and wipe away her regret God forgave them but they won't forgive themselves the breath of God is gone the breath of God is gone try to take control of the lack of self control try to take control but you can't kill a soul we won't forget so drop the line we've swallowed lies but murder is not a choice when will this end? when will this end?