this here turned to evill
it turned into a beast
how nice to disown it and
pretend it wasn't me
this threat allows my life
to have a simple purpose:
to survive
there's comfort in this
spawn and her exceeding hate
and hope in that attempt
to decapitate
i rise
my fear
nothing else
really nothing
matters anymore
after all
i can feel
determination
i boot this twisted bastard out
of my world and prevail
at the decisive moment
my aggression will not fail
good and evil are easy to discern
tonight

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