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Darkness nor helplessness |
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Have ever bloomed so lustfully |
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And feasted at the sight delicious |
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Of my lifeless substance sprawling |
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Softly I caress death |
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In this godforsaken hole |
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Cringe as it cruelly hides |
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The shattering wisdom behind |
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How the masters wander |
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How in self-esteem they bathe |
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How their misconceptions |
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Set all respect ablaze |
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Remains of my conscience |
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For the lowest bidder |
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Pumped onto plains unknown |
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I am the Seed |
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Unsown Vast knowledge is my loan |
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I am the Seed |
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Unsown How the masters wander |
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How in self-esteem they bathe |
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How their misconceptions |
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Set all respect ablaze |
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I am the Seed |
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Unsown! |
