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Do unto others as they have done unto thee

Behold I have witnessed a thousand deaths

Held the hands of those so physically tormented by pain nothing could help

Crying, screaming, begging for life to end 

The disappointment, the shame, the anger, the confessions before death

The blade cuts deep into the flesh

A heart torn is a heart unprepared

Filthy hands touching what does not belong to you

Fingers at their feet they cry in desperation


Lines crossed lines placed to warn

Dared to enter fearing nothing you have no conscience

So conscience I give to thee on your blood tides

Hold each other close now for riders approach from afar

You asked for hounds of hell they are being sent to you

Sitting on things you do not own your hands now lay before you

Bloodied and bruised I rise again to church we all go to pray

For our sins will never be washed away

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