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You had a taste for blood
Now you wade through the mud
Love it
Glove fits
Rain on your parade
Crooked frame of a cage
The core of your condition
A corrupt belief system
Won’t be stopped
Heads are chopped
Flail together
Frail forever
As weak as you want to be
Acid breath and Salt in your throat
Assault your scapegoat
No shame for nothing
No shame for noone
A work of fiction
A fear addiction
Retreated
Defeated
You asked for this shit
So eat it
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