"Why so soft, O` my brothers... So pliend and yelding... how can you one day triumph with me..." Rejoice in sweet submission of murder, of conceit How can you ever triumph with me?!?! I`d rather be wretced <wretched? > and broken Than join into your fraudulent joy I`d rather leave my will unspoken Than stain it in your sick vaudeville
Petrified spirits, oblivion of past Vulnerable whisper, cheap kiss for a second
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