Drops Of Martyrs Blood
Malebolge
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My skin drips
the black midnight sky
Opened this wound
Just to crawl inside
Forgive me father
I know you're not there
Turned your back on me once
and I cut your throat for that.
Born of night
Swallowed by the twilight
I am your shadow
Your dark half walking...
A mirror image of all you hated in yourself
I am
the guilt
of your fathers
I have fallen
I
have fallen
I have fallen
like drops of martyr's blood
I have fallen
like drops of martyr's blood
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