This feeling that inside me burns Reveals its face to me in turn To sow the seeds of self destruction Once hidden, now concealed no more Its power greater than before Led down the path to where renewed temptation lies Internalize These wicked cries Is fate deciding? Whats become of me? Creations son Thy will be done Theres no defying Ill be undone Relent and give in to its needs Incessant chaos which it feeds Digs my own grave without intention And now the hole is six feet deep Return to reason far too steep Walk further down the road to where salvation dies Internalize These wicked cries Is fate deciding? Whats become of me? Creations son Thy will be done Theres no defying Ill be undone Relent and give in to extreme Incessant chaos draining me To sow the seeds of deconstruction Once hidden now the path is clear Its power greater than my fear Led down the path to where the flames of cremation rise Internalize These wicked cries Is fate deciding? Whats become of me? Creations son Thy will be done Theres no defying Ill be undone
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