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The culprit, you act before thinking

Ignorance burnt your desperate sin

You thought it was not going to happen to you

The infinity of recurring torment, your comeuppance

See, hear the torture inside

Devouring what was left of my pride

You thought it was not going to happen to you

Deprived of my own innocence, denied

The infinity of recurring torment, your comeuppance

Dwelling in a mind, mixed up and

Your regret has spread over the sea