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Memories of torment strikes me |
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Attempts were made to suffocate me at birth |
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Fools |
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I was already ancient |
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Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee |
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Alas, this agony |
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The emptiness of earthborn pride |
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Hath stirred my faithful heart |
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Which guided me to darker paths |
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Far away from their pestilent ways |
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Cleansed was I from deceitful grace |
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Yet, put to scorn was I |
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By those unclean |
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Enslaved by ignorance |
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They blindly spat upon the deity of hate |
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Awake is the darkest fiend |
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By the fallen one I shall arise |
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Upon bewildered masses |
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To whom the indulgence of my soul |
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Portray as sin made god |
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I shall revile and quell the source |
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Whence mockery of my kind derive |
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This I know |
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Facile shalt my quest not come to pass |
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Deathwish be my gift to all at last |
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Honour |
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Commended no linger as virtue |
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Yet, shalt be extolled by light?s demise |
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By the fallen one I shall arise |
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Believer |
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Speak not to me of justice |
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For none have I ever seen |
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By God, I shall give as I receive |
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Betrayer |
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Speak not to me at all |
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You and this world ripped my fucking heart out |
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Again... and again... and again... |
