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I hope this message finds you well. |
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And helps you understand my decision. |
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Today I leave the only world I have ever called home. |
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Not for glory. |
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Travel the path of demons. |
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To spare the hands of yourself. |
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Travel the path of demons. |
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To bring sorrow to this land. |
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Travel the path of demons. |
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To end your own pain. |
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Travel the path of demons. |
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He crossed the line this morning. |
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Brought the abomination with him. |
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He crossed the line this morning. |
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Destroy the way to return. |
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I can picture you in your garden, |
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Surveying all you have created. |
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All I have preserved. |
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And I curse the destruction of this place. |
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A plague on this place. |
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Destruction to your garden. |
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I'm trapped. |
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On a beautiful, empty world. |
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(Beautiful, empty world!) |
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Its inhabitants, |
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Well worth the effort. |
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They are special, |
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Well worth the effort it took to build one final gate. |
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I can picture you in your garden, |
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Surveying all you have created. |
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All I have preserved. |
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And i curse the destruction of this place. |
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A plague on this place. |
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Destruction to your garden |
