{size:2}The poison that taints my blood has become the pursuer of my dreams, my hopes, my redeems. These hands, my feet, the eyes of an eagle and the lips of a beast, forever on the corpse shall feast, of those who choose normality...for an outlaw is what I've chosen to be. {/size}
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