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Faster, faster drums beat in my head Harsher, harsher your words grow Drumsticks batters a rythm of pain Noice the echo of your wrath. Thump, thump judge’s hammer slam Wack, wack swords collide Justification you seek Honour you demand. Feeble I lay beneath the drums Hands outstretched begging for mercy Crushed I stand before your words Eyes aggrieved with pain. Humiliated before judge I stand Soul silently seeking mercy Inferior I bow before sword Head in submission for final stroke.
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