And so I watch as whats left
of my soul turn black and the world
around me continue to burn; set alight by the blood soaked rage that
has consumed my mind. It hurts so much, but you don't care, not
anymore... and so what am I afraid of...
LET THE WORLD BURN, AND
THE FEATHERS OF MY WINGS TURN BLACK...
You told me never to turn into this but why... I am not afraid of the DARK...
around me continue to burn; set alight by the blood soaked rage that
has consumed my mind. It hurts so much, but you don't care, not
anymore... and so what am I afraid of...
LET THE WORLD BURN, AND
THE FEATHERS OF MY WINGS TURN BLACK...
You told me never to turn into this but why... I am not afraid of the DARK...
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