Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razor's kiss.
Compassion,
A virtue
Never synonymous
With this name.
Now my gaze pierces two
Sets of somber eyes,
Of which
Only dreams
Had brought in yesteryear.
My
My misery, my bane,
My
My bane and my envy
Personified.
Personified.
I will take everything from you.
I will replicate an assembled heart,
Forget from your
From your
From your collective
Agony, agony,
And I will tear away
Until there
Are but two
Two beating hearts before me.
I will tear away,
For my greatest triumph lies in the:
Fear, loathing, resentment, and spite
Will scourge them both
For the rest
Of their wretched
For the rest
Of their wretched days.
Writer(s): Nicholas Brooks, Michael Hatalak, Christopher Cappelli, Steven Lemke, Nicholas Mirusso
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