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Worst Enemy
Blood tears from your face I ignore
I know that this is no more
We might as well die tonight
So I bid you draw and fight
No longer do I see the same person in the mirror
The vision of you is much clearer
I see nothing but a demon in front of me
That is all I am supposed to see
Your death is something that belongs to destiny
It is what will aid me to be free
Now I shall push you back
No more pity and no more slack
Demon I send you back to hell
With thrice rings by this bell
This is not a game
I claim not of fame
For I sent myself back to hell
With the thrice ring of this bell
No worries I have dealt with pain
No worries I won’t go insane
After all I am my own worst enemy
