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With unholy glee, I witness your defeat

Now that I have opened my eyes

The ambiguity of your argumentation

You cannot deny

Ad nauseam, I tried to empathize

It could have been a misconstruction

Now I see you otherwise

Only one thing you understand ... AFFLICTION

Vengeance is mine

The smell of death's anigh

Crossing the line

Between love and hate

Unable to distinguish truth and lies

Therefor you'll receive something that has died

Loss of faith in humankind

By my present of gore

I want to get more than even

You dirty little whore

Now that you've revealed

Your true face

The only thing I'm feeling now

Is a desideratum to abase