Deep in the darkest mental recess
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There dwelt a force within the abscess
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That you called fear
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You were never alone
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One final victim's dying dreams
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An ecstasy of filth and screams
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Emancipated nightmares
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On a bloodied floor of dead prayers
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In the walls you've built around your feeble mind
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I'll sleep through the cracks
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Think of me as something you can control
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But not predict the backlash
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Suppressed inside, pent up terror mounts
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You created me
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Ghastly automaton exacerbates your plight
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Your suffering feeds me!
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Now we, we are become the force
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The denotative urge
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Irrepressible the slayers revolt
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O how this worms have turned
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Forever repressed, imprisoned for being born
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Antimony incarnate
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The bastard, prodigal son returns
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Bearing gifts to decimate
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No more the false enlightenment
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Only your death
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Revealed
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Blood seeking redress
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You cry out all you like
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There's noone to care
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Rotting in a prison that you built from lies
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Revisiting your crimes at source
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With not a shred of regret
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You brought this torture upon yourself
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Suffering pain begets
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Inflict no more, you wretched fool
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Your time is it an end
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Divinity a forsaken dream
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A rubicon you'll never transcend
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Suffering Feeds Me
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| Benediction |
