Can the pestilence within' you be bled out
May I have the honor of this amputation?
Know that you have made an enemy
To show you the meaning of indignity
I live now solely for the pleasure of your slow decay.
Feel the pain of vengeance burn you.
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Soon you shall know silence.
Silence.
With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy.
I'll show you none.
I'll show you none.
Purified by my hand
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In this my world.
In this my world.
It is salvation.
Your futile existence draws to a close
A cloak of lies drops.
The lies drop.
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