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The path I set out on a turn
when the axis
This is not the life I
done is done
The is committed
Now the beast has come home to
He with blood on his hands
in the trap of meeting
the laws of and reprimand

My is boiling.

I can't my own skin
Though I can see it
expose all these sins
But I can see them down.
no escape from building tension
The pressure has been refitted
A lost in constant revision
A rising storm never abated
You can't know enough too much
The is decimated
Too far gone now to my course and be subjugated

And my keeps boiling.

This is a of hate.
This is how I choose to
The way I know to exist
The road is hard and the cost is
But I was for this,
My of hate.