this world is so empty
I’ll find my place in hell
blind ruling those who can see
stories or real, hard to tell
the blessed homicide beckons
sacrifices mar the day
fate so unkind
heads hang in shame
I'll desecrate this existence
decimate this string of lies
the phony will not survive
as the curses chose to die
I’ll rewrite this treason
dare to walk the line
immolate the holy water
I don’t need a sign
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