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"Hark, villains. I shall grind your bones to dust, and with your blood and it I shall make a paste, and of the paste a coffin I will rear and make two pastries of your shameful heads. And bid that strumpet, your unhallowed dam, like to the earth, swallow her own increase!" (William Shakespeare)
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I know my place is in the Shadows
In the blackened spheres of madness, I dwell
Forged by so called "divine intervention"
I cast the adorn into fleshy boil sickness
Bring me to the dark chambers
Where no light sheds its way
Call upon me, O dark redeemer
For I once was one of those forced believers
Red ember catharsis
Clean out and drain that useless consolation
Replace it with the halo of affliction
And plunge the knife deep into your heart
Embrace the flesh with rotting satisfaction
Fire burns the angel soul
Consume the limbs of self-mutilation
Throw your past down the pit of salvation
The other I, is grey cold perceiver
Shakes his head at my abusive deceiver
Marching slowly towards the mirror reflection
Plunges the knife deep into my chest
The other I, is grey cold perceiver
Shakes his head at my abusive deceiver
Plunges the knife deep into my chest
And we fall together into the abyss, dead!