feed them with pain
you'll be a loser, you'll be a winner
you'll have mud in your vein.
In candle light you'll talk
and your fears will knock.
Hug them
while your life they condemn.
You're a beast
you're festering human flesh
and your eyes are having a feast.
Oh, what a tragedy
you're lost in the shadow of reality..
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