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Stuck with your soul that's lost. 

It's gone forever.

It sucks mine in everytime.

You can't have mine I abolish it.

You devour what I am.

You steal what's inside of me

until I am dead. You take it all.

I can't have a fucking drop.

No one can. So how will you live now?

How will you go on?

Who's soul will you take captive?

You survive off the pain and hurt you inflict.

You watch it before you.

What you have created.

And you want more...

You take awe in what you've created.

You know what you will make next with your deceit.

But tell me now, when you know I love you.

And you take everything I was.

But I kept that drop.

You couldn't fucking suck because you were so goddamn lustful.

That drop is mine and I will always have it.

Because you didn't fucking kill me.

Im alive and you're dead because you're lost without me and your precious drop.

You will watch.

I warned you.

You picked your pills.

Have another.

So tell me now what the fuck do you have?