With each day free I'm returning to me
Unbound from the corruption your spell cast over me
Sorrow wrapped inside you
Destroy the very thought
Shatter everything you wrought
And now the day is near
Where everything seems so clear
Purged of your foul addiction
Today I'll begin my prosecution
Your heart is sad, pathetic and cold
Noone will stand by you till the day you become old
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