Everyone is equal in their own world,
watching a ghost pretending its a devil,
trying to make you scared,
its all against you,
you must destroy them all,
I gave you a chance,
but you lost your plan,
trying to push you around,
saying horrible things,
putting folks in fear,
I do repent and yet do despair,
fearing the ruin of hapless soul,
oh! ! ! friend,
I feel your words,
but to comfort my distressed soul,
leave me awhile to ponder on my sins,
my limb may issue from some smoky mouth,
only to wonder at some unlawful things,
whose deepness always entice such froward wit,
to practice more than heavenly power permit.
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