A Doctrine Of Scripted Torture by Motive

Farewell To The Actor

by Motive· from A Doctrine Of Scripted Torture

i´ve acceptedthe arrival of the remedy with open arms. my hands were dirty, but i´ve washed them with your extinction. not a damn second too soon. i decline the apology. you hung from the gallows you built. i decline the apology. fade the way i know you will. time thinned your smile you became transparent. i assassinated the figurehead who wnated something i wouldn´t allow. the blood no longer flows from the fake heart. i paid attention to your fabulous, devious acting skills. instances add up. you killed all i believe in you. your place is the past.