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I no longer have the strength to live.

A miserable end awaits me.

He is at my door.

Dementia affects everything around my sanity.

A life spent wandering, a life to spend in suffering.

I slice my flesh, unspeakable regrets.

I deserve death, my actions are irreparable.

I lose all my means.

Restlessness will cause my downfall.

Through the medium of a demon I will live again.

He will give me the strength to reincarnate in the realm of insanity.

My sins are too great to be forgiven.

I am no more than a puppet, and my actions are irreversible.

I will dream endlessly in a dimension of doom.

When a white fame will announce judgment to me,

I'll only have my bones to mourn.