I awoke for the first time
in floods of wine and wisdom
when gods and beasts would rule
and there was no kingdom
Born to a burning heart
nearly tearing it apart
I emerged here
it is here the end starts
While I lay there inside
destiny came upon me
their judgements were passed
and they chained me down
They held to their pride
they held to their family
but I'll wait for all time
until it breaks every bind
Bite the hand that feeds you
because it tastes so good
it tastes of revenge
it tastes of freedom
What else could I do?
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