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This is my design, everything in border

All this agony mirrored in my vein

Simultaneously in order

Moving toward her

All these hardened structures

As ancient as dawn preserving my reign

Been told since abel and cain

I am crowned to be praised

I was made to be raised

They made my decision

We meant to be forgiven

This was my design, perfectly in order

All this misogyny mirrored in my vein

Lifted up under thousand cranes

While the bright Nymph betrays the swain

Common hidden vultures

Comforting themselves

Hiding ancient structures

Dominant brute pleasures

It is far more difficult to murder a phantom

It is far more difficult than reality

To enjoy freedom we have to control ourselves