| I am a sapless sapling,
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| I’m a dead body faking life
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| Being alone in the species
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| I lap the bane that time’s offering me
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| Once you’ve learnt to fly, but now
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| come learn to crawl in the mud
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| You long for caresses,
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| Blow the candles out,
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| Confide your secrets to the night,
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| Sins aren’t enough to die
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| He showed me the truth:
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| Fathers enjoy drinking wine of
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| Vices, and their children burn in hell…
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| Sigh.
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| II
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| Oh how easy it’s to
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| Lead astray a sheep
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| Without a shepherd
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| See it is me, your long lost child
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| Hooking you with arms open wide
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| III
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| I’ll be Nemesis for you —
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| Purple like the war, candescent, hungry
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| As my blood trills and then
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| Pours out in a flood
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| I do love you all more than ever
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| Bless them
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| All
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| Curse them
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| Slake them
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| They are
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| Nothing but sparks
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| I feel sick and tired of this so-called redemption
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| I lift up my eyes to the bright shining dome,
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| And angels are there looking downward to greet me;
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| My moribund heart, it was their only home
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| …For the light of this world has defiled us.
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| We’re all under damnation,
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| Our name is Legion and we are many
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| Among the coldest stars |