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Will I see the light?

Will I be denied?

Cast down from heaven?

Never to rise

...Again?

Will I see the light?

Will I be denied?

Guilty from the sin

Guilty from the sin

Beckon from within

Torn between the wicked and the righteous

Holy crosses burning

Murder’s not concerning

Tell me what my last morbid rite is

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Subjected to kill for pleasures of the flesh

Murderous rampage festering in death

Bathing yourself in the blood of your enemies

Hoping to cleanse away the morbid rites of yesterday

Does it- it all end the same

No one remembers your name

Apologies are none but fucked cause

Doomed from demise of the past

Slow kill so that the pain lasts

I won’t remember the past

Discard of the man

Buried between the walls

Took his own life

At

last

Torture and peace will clash

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