After all I have done,
The moments that came,
Now you should run,
A beast you can’t tame.
I am not weak,
To your deceiving chord,
Your future looks bleak,
Pray to your lord.
Look one final time,
Before your soul release,
Whisper your rhyme,
Before I lay you in peace.
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