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*** the truth, and if our hearts
Poured out every last word
He will die in the name
Of all that we have carved in their
Wrists;
Witness the fake.
So relieved by all the scars
Severed sighs of *** me
I'll kill you before the breath
That will *** the foe.
What we have carved in their wrists;
Witness the fake
So believed by all the scars
Severed knives, to dull to stab
I'll *** you before the best of me
*** myself first.
Where the *** is the truth?
We will die.