I will get to you
And i will scar you
Beyond recognition
You'll see a monster in the mirror
I'll make you hate you
You'll beg for death
But on asking
Death will flee from you
You will wander
You will search
For that last ounce of hope
For that last iota of peace
And you won't find any.
I will kill you
Such a celebration you deserve.
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