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Shattering dreams, slaying the weak.
Show me your voice, become my envy. Carry this key, deep inside me. My death is choice, destroy this imagery. You will sit at the right hand of your god. Sooner or later you will be gone. Freedom is free, unless you are me. I"ll obey and defy, I'll create your demise. All the pain that's inside, will remain all a lie. Lyrics for her beauty do not exist, I have gathered the reasons that I must resist. I will show you the ending, thankfully bliss. The damage has been done, this infinite hum, the more the lost morals become. I think we all know what disaster's to come. The final chapter is done.
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