| I relish in the blood that covers me
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| As it dries onto my face I smile, wide, with contempt
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| I smile, as fate has shown me
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| I’ve seen this all before
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| I drag him back
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| In that house dwelt a treacherous love
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| As I slowly crushed her air away
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| I could see no more for me
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| To suffocate the silence
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| I ignite the house in flames
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| In offering of spite
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| To whoever is guiding me
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| Show me
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| All these things I have seen in my death throws
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| Years of past rinsed away
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| Can it be that through this I have discovered
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| A way to view things that have not yet become?
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| What will become
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| Is my will
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| I must not be afraid to view this
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| A gift I’ve stolen from the gods
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| To take my veins, and bleed them out
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| I will stare death down in his home
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| I am forever, these wounds, the fuel me now
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| I relish in the blood that covers me
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| As it drips onto my face, I smile wide with contempt
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| As fate will show me, as fate will warn me
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| Near death I will see |