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Once more I am torn apart
By this hunger whose grasp I cannot flee
the voice of my blade calls out to me
infecting the chambers of my heart
its voice is driving me mad

To paint a beautiful picture
of a fleeting innocent life
gently whisked away
Creation through utter destruction
with precise strokes of this knife

Dear father
Murder is the purest expression of love
Poor mother
Murder is the purest expression of love
Sweet sister
Murder is the purest expression of love
Oh brother
Murder is the purest expression of love

Enlightenment
Awaits beyond the vastness of suffering
There I am blessed to wander
In the shadow of Cain
To be reborn and perfected
In the likeness of Cain



Written by MLycantrope
Content is available under CC BY-SA

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