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Harken To Me
My rapid thoughts remain dark
My limbs shaking and stark
The voices speak softly, I hark
An angel on my left, demon on my right
Telling me what to do with my night
Should I fight or should I take flight?
Can you relate?
Wretchedness grips my skin
Keeping myself from my ever win
I am just a beast drenched in sin
Last but not least, I am a beast
Guilty inside like a rotten priest
Bring the slaughtered to the feast
My limbs shaking and stark
The voices speak softly, I hark
An angel on my left, demon on my right
Telling me what to do with my night
Should I fight or should I take flight?
Can you relate?
Wretchedness grips my skin
Keeping myself from my ever win
I am just a beast drenched in sin
Last but not least, I am a beast
Guilty inside like a rotten priest
Bring the slaughtered to the feast
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