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I'm the cure to the cure of this disease,
the way out of Hell reversed.
The lie that keeps your mind at ease.
Inside of your sins immersed.

I need not cast the first of stones
You'll let the first rock fly.
I will simply pick your bones
as you eat yourselves alive.

You cannot stop this fledgling flare.
The hour is much too late.
You've only to sit and stare
and wither as you wait.

The most dangerous guise is one of smiles,
not the dog that bares its teeth.
Beware the cost of these witching trials
and the plans that lie beneath.
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this is pretty good.... do you have a erm..... Music for this yet....... If u don't just pm me and i'll try and write some for you...