Tortured beings, subject to the woes, this life has offered. Why to be tested, again and again. Or is the fate of my soul to be unloved. As all I love is destroyed, A heart broken, blamless to the sin. Yet it is mine. For I am truly deservent of your fate. Yet I am spared? As you fade slowly with each day.
How cold must it be from the top. For ice is the heart in seach of ruling the day.To only die again. And all savings only pass to cover your grave.
Hail evil deed yet undone. For tonight the Jester laughs like a fool. Found only a poor Joker.And again in darkness. The mare soon he broke her. Cast aside like an old tool. In the end, only to die again.
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