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Wound was the heir, the ruler within fire. |
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Closed my page, as hatred reigned higher. |
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I did notice a knife and hills covered with blood, was i the one who's life is most precious to this new "god". |
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Indeed i must be loved, for i killed many. |
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Thousands i opened with highest fashion, pain didn't spare any of these pitiful humans, that the whole earth is covered with tempest and storm of urbans. |
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Lay bleeding and kissing my beloved feet. |
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Shall i not wait for the greatest hour when this god sees the bloody shower. |
