I leap over your scolding hot lava
Sliding right by your bladed pendulums
Filled heavy with poverty's delirium
Soaking in man kinds innocent evil
Scarred sacrifice in my palms
Forced to my knees to many times
My eyes bleed my pain
Burry me in disgrace
Hang me on the cross in humiliation
Stab the rotting integrity of my body
Regret ones lonely neglect
Find despair in ones unfortunate secrets
Levitate my gray matter into meditation
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