| Will you ever smile at my sacrifice
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| And rule out tragedy
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| Ineffectual weak, hear the foolish
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| Speak, and join the diatribe
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| Feed my appetite crush the butterfly
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| So I must repent
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| This will coincide with my suicide
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| And greet my virgin bride
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| Collude with apathy contribute my
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| Seed, and spawn a selfish breed
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| Burn the citadels slay the infidels
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| With cruel fantasies
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| Oh deliver me to my destiny with
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| A face of honesty
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| Why invent the need of human decency
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| Under Heaven’s canopy
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| Fate will hate taken all you have
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| Hoping your world will keep you safe
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| Watching you spin into decline, cunningly
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| Dragged into the light, see that the
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| Rightous have their day
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| Pray! |
| You don’t stand in my way honor thy word
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| And obey, those who cower will fail, the doubt
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| Will remain, are your blessings received
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| Why aspire to ideals, look upon me with disdain
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| Don’t stand in my way
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| Though this clarity is my sanity, hanged adultery
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| Dedicate my skin and document sin, etched in memory
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| Demonstrate your greed preserve my modesty through |
| My humble needs, in this silent grief, die for my
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| Belief, whilst robbed of majesty
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| I’ll show you a way that’s pure in thought
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| I’ll show you that seasons run their course
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| And so we march with retribution in our mouths
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| Chastise the ill deeds, a taste that will leave the belly sour |