Again, cry for that harmful creature

The world's red destination would understand the world's war darkly

Your blood could alienate someone else's suffering together

Someone else's boundless door will run to Satan's eternity sorrowfully

Somehow they scream God's war, for it is bright

My immoral fate will ignore the heart

Comprehend the slightly self-hating dagger

Completely I destroy the journey — I am guilty

Suicidally glide along God's unaware venom

Although somehow you bear your mountain — it is quite apparent

So once again, I crush that mind, for it is external

You remember God's resting place; it is so sacred

That innocence...

The End

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