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Run before me, with terror in your eyes
Cowering in your corner, pathetic waste of life
Run...
For I am the violence, you alone despise
And I will be the sword that cleaves
The flesh of lies
You stand alone
Innocence laid to waste
You will burn with me
Left in your disgrace
Poisoned by hate there's an axe to grind
Twisted you burn as the anger returns
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