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The Victims Of The World
You should bow your head on bended knee and beg me to kill you swiftly.
It could only help in a place like this to surrender to the cowardly.
You too have the power within you, God given ignorance to abuse.
Were it my life, as it is, to do with what I choose then I wouldn’t choose to loose.
So I’ll win ‘cause every now and then fate steps in and the tables turn.
Now your heart will burn as you watch the smoke billow from the chimney, till we learn
That no matter what I do to punish you or you to torture me
In the end none of it matters. Both fall victim to the sea of infinitely ignorant possibility
