Drive me, with your gifted heart,
Lead my brutish instincts,
where the moon rises above the wordly riot.
Caress my multiple pains
with venom whispers caught in shades,
so I can reach into the world`s exigency.
Answer me when I am talking to you.
Why are you blind, what made you deaf to me?
Why can`t you smell my screams?
My own poison spreads, killing myself.
In this way I`ll take you with me,
so you won`t belong to anyone but me!
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