Hells mouth gave birth to this stillborn heart. Fevers reaping the soul over and over again. lost in dreams of dying on the inside. but I will overcome this pile of shit. With the rage to kill a giant and the solitude to moan for a thousand years. this crown shall be rid from the filth. This body purified from the wound. This son released from his guilt. With open arms like a lovesong called you.
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