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Beams of fire sweep through my head |
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Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged |
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Sensory receptors succumb |
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I'm no one now, only agony |
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My crimson liquid so frantically spilled |
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The ruby fluid of life unleashed |
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Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes |
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Their red pens drawing at random, at will |
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A myriad pains begotten in their wake |
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The bastard spawn of a mutinous self |
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The regurgitation of my micro nemesis |
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Salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom |
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Malfunction the means for its ascent |
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Bloodletting the stringent voice to beckon my soul |
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So futile, any resisting tension |
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As death-induced mechanics propel its growth |
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The implement, the device of my extinction |
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The terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane |
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The definitive scourge of its mockery |
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The end-art instruments, lethality attained |
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Heed, it commands, heed my will |
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Bleed, it says, bleed you will |
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Falling into the clarity of undoing |
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Scornful gods haggle for my soul |
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Minds eye flickers and vellicates as I let go |
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Taunting whispers accompany my deletion |
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A sneering grin, the voice of my reaper |
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Chanting softly the song of depletion |