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Not a wound, such an eon, I bury the ashes of pain.

These feelings still engraved in my spirit inflamed, led to harm.

I wished I could keep them alive, unbroken, not like a punishment.

You ruined them!

You messed up all the good times we spent together.

You failed it!

You filled these memories with your childish fury, your hate, forever!

Symbols of hate.

Symbols of pain.

You sowed the ashes of pain.

Every grain, buried down.

Your raised the kingdom of rain.

Every stone, burning down.

This evil still awake as a pursue my fate, strewn with pitfalls.

I wished I could emerge unscathed, but my spirit still roar.

Symbols of hate.

Your ghouls above my head!

Symbols of pain.

Your bleary ghost is my cross!