Your fear Your weakened shallowed emptiness All that is beckoning me For years IжЉіe seen your lack of everything Pushing me far beyond you To hold In my hands all IжЉЈl ever need Turning the gears in my head The sweating IжЉЈl have to deal with it now The Strength IжЉіe always known that I possess Scratching and tearing at me The pain In knowing all youжЉіe ever done Turns into dust at my feet Your end The churning hallowed nothingness Driving you into your grave The sweating and bleeding The growing and feeding On all that is beckoning me
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