Here I stand and behold the masses...
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Would you consider perfect the horde of worms?
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Nor do I, roaming high above their domains...
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Would you ever see me passing through the centuries?
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I know not.
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My spirit always doubts, exploring the controversy...
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Futile being, the beginning and the instant end...
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Worthless entities, how low can you go with your
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Dreams of unsound mind?
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Majesty expelled, born dead into this world,
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You whip your beggars in wine,
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Knowing not their minds stay indifferent,
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Despite you cry out... "Finally, I've seen a sign!"
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A sign from the highest lord?
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Grace of heaven unfulfilled!
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Sailing the astral seas, I saw the godly sperm flow down...
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The failure or the supreme beast?
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Hedennah's long-awaited virtue!
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Raining is the sticky divine fluid, unwilling to give your mind
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A long-awaited birth...
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Pathetic way of thinking,
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Logic based on absurd...
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Paradoxical change of seasons,
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When winter comes in spring...
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This is what you are, the creatures of destruction...
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This is what I am, the misanthrope,
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Proud in my existence,
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Perfect in my shape...
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Me, The Misanthrope
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| Rossomahaar |
