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Killing you with kindness is my game

So I might live to see your sorrow

Leading you with blindness to your grave

With no more bitterness to borrow

I've died a thousand times

The battles rage on in my mind

Always an eagerness for more

With shields and flashing blades

I contemplate my inner struggle

A sound philosophy for war

Leading you to endless misery

Forever battling your sorrow

Only in my violence am I free

And I might live to see tomorrow