Inner turmoil rages,
Blood starts to boil,
Our souls trapped in cages,
Bound by a false royal.
Some speak of eternal rest,
Final it may be,
Plead you are the best,
My actions will not damn me.
Paradise for all,
Though two separate dimensions,
Answer heaven if it call,
Or suffer in hell's retentions.
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