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You can see my eyes,

You know my case,

But I'll kill you,

Before you see my face.



You'll disappear,

No one will care,

Your cold, dead eyes

Will just sit and stare.



You will not see me,

You will not hear,

I will ignore your pain,

And ignore your fear.



Like you neglected us,

I shot you back,

This will be it,

My final attack.



I will pass your rim,

Straight to your core,

No pain we shall fear,

You will hurt us no more.