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It seems I destroy what I have, what I've created |
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Then could I wish what doesn't exist, doesn't exist... no more? |
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It has never been perfect and never will be |
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Disdainful death I come to demand you |
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All the life you have stolen, every piece you have taken |
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I want it now, I wish for it now |
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You have chosen to be touched by these cold hands, |
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Indeed |
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Touched by misery, feel the doom while I embrace you |
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I am king sadiM, blessed by infection |
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Every thing and every being will be withered and soiled by me |
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While you turn your beauty to grimness |
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I cum on your immaculate white skin |
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As you lose your faith violently |
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I have failed again |
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It seems I soil all I touch, all I've loved |
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Then could I hate what doesn't exist, doesn't exist... no more? |
