Grinding your teeth
Doubled in pain
You're all alone
Quick glance around
Panicking more
Your body strains
Skin feels like needles
Eyes about to burst
Your insides are flames
Your life's about to end
and you don't know why
Your inbred hatred has rendered you blind
You were the self proclaimed bringer of hate
Be crucified for your sins in my name
Tear at your skin
like a feral beast
This was your fate
Choking up bile
Whimper and plea
Your eyes fall to me
Get to your feet
for one last time
what do you see?
The stark understanding
That you're going to die
Not that you ever were really alive
You were the self proclaimed bringer of hate
Now be crucified for your sins in my name
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