| Everything is alone and dying
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| A pariah even among demons
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| Crawling down the devil’s throat
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| I’ll make cruel of your brain
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| Lewd courage… weak emotion
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| Blind to this part of mind
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| Strongest point of raw fright
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| Fear of guilt… express dread
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| Is this sickness there
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| Or has it already spread
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| Lump in the throat… heart in hand
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| Odius to the soul…
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| Offer your prayers
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| Breaking down strong esteem
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| Jaws numbed shut
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| Eyes wide with fright
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| You stared at me
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| Tension builds… gritting teeth
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| Induce this reaction…
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| Picking up the pendulum
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| Slit your wrist…
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| Lying in your pooled blood
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| Cleansed in mortal tarnish
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| Suicide is not escape
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| Only a weak retreat
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| This backbone of your inner cracked
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| Stick to death by this sick touch
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| Infinity of my retribution
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| Manifests this hate
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| For your execution
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| This backbone of your inner cracked
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| Nothing more repulsive
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| Than a pathetic man
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| Misgiven dusk the path to greet
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| Seizing all ripe memories
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| Stomach twists into hatred
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| Sticken to death by this touch
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| Ripping the soul from inside
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| Glowing bright with endowed gloom
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| Naive awareness… without sound
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| A shame your courage
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| Lies in my handssheer black fright
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| A fountain sealed
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| I’ll break your pride down into pain |