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I'm waiting for July 4th 2066, Its gonna be my death bed, a celebration amongst worms and men. I don't think you'll be invited my dear, you were never there for anything else. Your a matyr and not a saint, not even the priests in this town are pure. They'd sell your soul for a dime and throw you to hell for free. Everything you know and loved is gone I'm a different man now that I'm dead. I've woken up and found out why I'm here, its to end all of this. It seems so different now from where I am it seems so much clearer. Damn you all, years of gambling your life away has driven you all to forgetting the reason why we made this pledge, blood brothers from the crypt we said. It was a lie we all made our moves and now we're falling to pieces. Give in to me, this is a fairy tale for the lost generation. Don't hold onto dreams or storys they will always lead you to the darker side of the woods. I wrote you some happy songs in my last note. God forgive me. Even if you were real I wouldn't believe in you for the torment you put me through each and every damn day. My heart is as cold as ice now, thats why I can't be here when you get back. You know we didn't plan for this, it was suppose to be a brighter future my gods are all fals and so is my faith.
"If you try to fix violence with violence you do nothing but create violence"
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