Under the ice Taunted; Deformed in the mist (midst?) Of a struggling, suffering twist Willing and wishing to break Dihydrogen prism of fate Solipsistic sentence you'll face The life giver will take away This won't be over so soon You'll claw yourself out of the womb Are you willing to die? And be born in the spotlight I won't let you drown Are you willing to die? To be something; trigger the override. We patiently wait your return Cast into Gehenna you'll burn Cleanse from the fires inside Rejecting your pitiful life You'll crawl on your hands and your knees You'll feast on the fear you receive
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