Villainy has many forms, but none so vile as virtue The depth of your compassion is as shallow as your thoughts As you claim the embrace of angels Your intentions are too dark to speak Like a wolf in sheeps clothing You pretend to be part of the flock And somehow you convinced us all That you are something youre not Those words and actions tear us all down And youre not content til everyone around Is with you in that hole youve dug by yourself Die alone in that hole by yourself This is where I draw the line Sever all ties With no regrets
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