How far to bend, how far to break
The final end, the last mistake
A cross imposing watch the path
A soul gasping through its flame
You’ve always been the thorn in my side
Painful silence filled with spite
Dormant hallways void of light
Burning cross watches the path
Soul triumphs through its wrath
You’ve always been the thorn in my side
I’m tired of wanting to die
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