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I only speak in fear; not in spirit,

I’m baptised in blood and violence.

I have been born on an altar of mistakes.

And when the dawn breaks they will find me,

Suspended with the moons and stars.

And now, I can only love you in silence from afar,

In the abyss where the shadows lurk and reside.

I only speak in codes, not in spirit,

I’m baptised in realms of defeat.

I am not made in the image of God.

I'll never look into your eyes.

The glance of my eye will no longer be yours.

I am no longer yours.

No amount of good is worth how terrible this feels.

I am your cycle of death,

You fear me the most,

We watch it tear us apart.