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I Am Seven
I watch the days pass,
I feel the nights pull,
Nothing is more lovely,
Than the winter cold,
Deep in my heart,
A dark flame burns,
I've chosen a path,
From which I won't return,
So let it all burn,
Family and friends,
Let the embers of evil,
Scorch them with sin,
For their envy and lust,
I shall burn all they trust,
For their gluttony and greed,
I shall singe all they see,
For their sloth and pride,
I shall bring light to all they hide,
As for their wrath,
It is no match for mine,
For all but one has been burned alive,
I am the last,
The only one left,
I am the deadly seven,
Made into flesh and blood,
Nothing will survive,
Not even god...
I feel the nights pull,
Nothing is more lovely,
Than the winter cold,
Deep in my heart,
A dark flame burns,
I've chosen a path,
From which I won't return,
So let it all burn,
Family and friends,
Let the embers of evil,
Scorch them with sin,
For their envy and lust,
I shall burn all they trust,
For their gluttony and greed,
I shall singe all they see,
For their sloth and pride,
I shall bring light to all they hide,
As for their wrath,
It is no match for mine,
For all but one has been burned alive,
I am the last,
The only one left,
I am the deadly seven,
Made into flesh and blood,
Nothing will survive,
Not even god...
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