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When I am king.

Sitting on a throne of broken bones.

I will slit perfect scars upon my wrists.



Taken everything you once held dear is taken away from you.

No slanted smile will save you now.

I am sending you on your way to hell.



Bid your family farwell.

Avert your gaze.

Now you know you will never see them again.



So hope a ride on my charriot of death.

See what fate has in store for you now.

You lives your life invain.



All you have done means nothing now.

What you once were is now a memory.

Welcome to hell......