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I was eaten alive by the reflection of my own teeth
From the inside out meat, second me, cannibal eternal
Son of Marcus the first
Raised in the shadow of patriarchal blur
Shadows need the Sun
Hindsight proposes a treatment at night
When no moments suffice to outline
The culture shift
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And it's seemingly burdening
Son of Marcus the first
Raised in the shadow of patriarchal blur
Shadows need the Sun
And to you adieu
Sundered the soul
Thunderous realisations