A wicked lady
who shackles me away from sight
who mangles me to displace her anger
who yells and curses 'till I shriek and cry

Says it's the way to live;
In grief, my accidental child
Nobody will ever love you
He should have lived, not you

Why must I let her rule over this life?
If this is war then I shall fight!
Conquer all valuables,
bring back what's rightfully mine!

No more whispers to me, satan
Must you be banished
to the depths of the Earth!
Let's see who'll be laughing now.

You say I can never run away
Secrets will unfold;
I may be the angel in their eyes,
but truly I'm a spawn of Satan.

Happy now? That I did not deny
I know the truth yet
my mouth will always be shut
For I have buried the truth away in the past
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Bene­ath the ground,

away in the past

Should not be dug,

*the remains of the past