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I’ll hand over doubt
Wrap you in the binding cloth of agony
May the waves of despair wash over you
For simply you’re a misguided fool
You believe that I’m the deceiver
When really I’m the believer
I told you the balancing justice of life
You gave into your own strife
Its pathetic your sight is clouded so thick
I need relief from the throwing of your brick
Who gave you the right to judge me
We all thought you loved me
Once you were my innocent brother
Your form changed into something other
