Tragedy
Distressor
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Pure hell
I'm locked in your cell
But I brought you here
Then you turned and bit
Here comes the numb
Take all you want, I'll be your tragedy
I kept around for too long
Tortured by your self-hate
And your blade in my back
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Deep well
You call out your spells
So all will see
The madhouse you can weave
Here comes the numb
Take all you want, I'll be your tragedy
I kept around for too long
Tortured by your self-hate
And your blade in my back