You have started seeing yourself
as the ultimate wrong
Just as everybody else
seems to have begun
The promises of your youth
have surely led you on
Promise me you won't believe
In the promises of their god
You have strayed so far my dear
You stayed within and without
To all, I trust, you must adhere
The evidence is all around
Tho I want you more than anything
Sure as day will turn to dawn
You annihilate my very being
And I know it won't be long
Before I'm rid of your rhetoric
From the devil's hellish lair
To call me wicked, to call me sick
A word before death, "Despair!"
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