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| I can help but feel this pain |
| It rips my once pure soul asunder |
| I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain |
| So I cannot go any further under |
| I reach out a bloodied, and bruised hand |
| To grab a new hold on myself, and my life |
| I will climb up again despite your jeers |
| I will not once again sink |
| I cried out in pain when you pushed me down |
| Now you will know how I look from beneath me |
| I will rise once more |
| I have cried a river of tears |
| I have had my heart ripped out more than once |
| I will rise above the flames, and smoke |
| I will crush you as you crushed me |
| I will bite, and slash my way to the top |
| I will cut your wrists, and throat |
| I will curse your name, and spit on your memory |
| You will hate the sound of my voice |
| I have died to live, and lived to die |
| I will set the world aflame in memory of what you killed- |
| The memory of the me that died |
| You will sing your elegy |
| You will die in shame |
| You will be licked up by the flames |
| You will die without glory, or fame |
| My will rises above all including the vapor known as you |
| I sing to rise above myself, and what was |
| I sing to become new |
| Rushing waters come forth from my mouth |
| Piercing notes from my voice |
| You will know fear like I did, dear |
| Cry in pain, sign away your soul |
| Put up a fight |
| It's you I disown |
| Alone, and filled with the blasphemes, and betrayal you caused |
| You die without a soul, or a heart |
| I sing to you as I rise above you |
| You cry in spite, and spit at my name |
| The angels welcome me as I ascend |
| There is nothing for you to defend |
| I wonder if you have a voice left from your screaming |
| You cursed me name as I left you abandoned, and alone |
| There's no one left for you to torture |
| I ascend as you fade |
| I laugh at your foolish ways |
| But now I must turn my back to fly away |
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