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Empty shell leaking agony,

Feeling cold and dead inside,

For I am but an dead leaf,

Falling down from a rotten tree

How much do you need to hurt me?

Before I realize...

I am nothing but a bad seed

Not wanted in my own bloodline

Who caries the sins of their fathers?

Or are they sins at all?

Who lives a life as a burden?

As an rotten apple

Scars on my hands are nothing compared,

To the scars in my soul

I seek for someone in the void

Someone to fill this hole

I am your bastard son

I am your bastard son