Mine is poison and sin, mine own damnation.
I am in waiting for the second coming of nothing.
Until I can descend into eternity I wait and I bleed.
I bleed hate.
I am sadness. I am anger, and I am misery.
I want it to spread.
I want to prophesy the evil.
I want to foretell the fate of the poisoned soul.
I want to spill the blood of the innocent.
I want the streets to run red.
I want to burn it all to the ground
I want to burn it all
I want to burn
I want to burn
It's my apocalypse
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