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A Choice
The sky is dark tonight
Perfect time to start a fight
No thoughts and no reason
Just revenge for this treason
To say one thing and then another
To lie that you are like a brother
How dare you even think of this?
You think it will bring me bliss?
Your lies will not corrupt my mind
Tonight I will not be kind
Your soul will rot in hell
And at that time I will say farewell
Death will kindly bring me down to Hades
Where I will suffer a thousand decades
Too late it will be then to pray
For all the sins committed on that day
And I will not mind at all
For I deserve this ruthless fall
But cherish forever that moment I will
Bringing it back for a little thrill
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Category: Dark & Mystical
Author: Norm