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<< Quo Status - Forty-Five Hundred Times I curse your name with hatred I cast you down, (throttled) With a burden of a thousand sins. As you drawn in lakes of my tears Sentenced to inhale my misery I reject! Condemned, broken Your mangled body beaten to a pulp Unmoved by blows of hatred Your trusting eyes remain fixed on mine As you fade I charge you with my crimes! I betray! I can not comprehend The logic behind your sacrifice As you caress me with your broken hands I break them again, Spitting venom into your tired eyes Contorted from my vile hate You remain unfallen. Condemned, broken Your mangled body beaten to a pulp Unmoved by blows of hatred Your trusting eyes remain fixed on mine As you fade I charge you with my crimes! I betray! To the chorus of a thousand moans Traitors Leading the legions of the betrayed 1 have viewed this page!
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