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Mar 2018
Painted darkness formed
from my attempt at light.
why should I repent?
when I was forever doomed to night.

Oh God! I know I am doomed,
my penance for my destined crime.
no sweet void awaits
those from my ****** line.

Children of the dark unite!
For our final struggle against the light
In the name of the Father
Let us fight our final fight
Written by
Cornelius
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