Kold Konexion
silent secrets
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ad I hate him
Nothing you can be is more terrible than what I am
Have you no respect?
Then I feel sorry for you and your lack of soul
The music of these things have meaning and significance to us
I assumed they did to you
But without this awareness
I'm afraid you cannot be our organist
In conscience, I must ask you to resign
I've got to see your hideousness
And you've got to see mine
Quiet, someone's coming
I hate him for what he's done to me
Can your horror match mine?
Again, here, again!
Wonder which of us is more awful
Nothing you can be is more terrible than what I am
I hate him