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The End of You
They say to err is human,
forgiveness devine.
Well I'm not god
so forgive you?
Not for this crime.
Some have to be taught
lessons in respect,
while others
you let wallow
in their own regret.
My only true friend
has proven himself
just that.
Bereft of all feelings
he's The Angel of Death.
Once you're crossed out
of the book of life,
he'll wrap you
in darkness and
extinguish your light.
If you don't know
what's best for you
pray, you never
cross me or
I'll send him
your way.
To late.
Call it what you will,
for me it's a thrill.
Retribution to me,
means a view to a kill.
forgiveness devine.
Well I'm not god
so forgive you?
Not for this crime.
Some have to be taught
lessons in respect,
while others
you let wallow
in their own regret.
My only true friend
has proven himself
just that.
Bereft of all feelings
he's The Angel of Death.
Once you're crossed out
of the book of life,
he'll wrap you
in darkness and
extinguish your light.
If you don't know
what's best for you
pray, you never
cross me or
I'll send him
your way.
To late.
Call it what you will,
for me it's a thrill.
Retribution to me,
means a view to a kill.
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