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Ripped apart, this is art.
Ripped apart, this is art.
From the dust, fuel to emerge again.
Sin made me born of ash.
Are you not sick of playing games?
Oh those souls, led in hopeless passion
Carry the weight on your tiny shoulders.
I paint the canvas red.
This void forever growing.
Enacting my delusions just to make things worse.