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I’d light myself on fire just to watch your kingdom burn

I’ve suffered seven years and now it’s finally your turn

I’ve been listening to sickly sweet voices

Muse of self destruction and the art of killing the heart

There’s a comfort in their torment, an addiction to their pain

Cause we all have felt this illness

But I’m not getting better

Cause we all have felt this illness

But I’m not getting better

Cast your gaze on fields bloated by mottled blood of your people

Feast your eyes on mutilated justice bred to malice-born tyranny

Grasping at the wind

Feeling life and the love that I knew slip away

Burning at both ends

There’s a world torn in two and now I cannot stay

You are the serpent that eats its own tail

Feast on your flesh

Father like Romulus

Descendants of fire

Born from it, bred for it

Brothers like sand and glass

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