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The Son of The Devil

What wretchedness I see
All the vile corruption inside of me
I am equal to Christ
I have climbed to the greatest heights
Then been brought down low
To the heated furnace hole
Christ and I are one the same level
He, the son of God
I, the son of the Devil
Written by HadesRising
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