It is my pride. It is my passionate
My destiny. My foretold legacy.
This feat is my legendary defeat.
To live without. Injustice to My Soul
My Very. It is fire in my heart.
This monstrous delight is pain and pleasure.
History will haunt, determine, define
Tears apart my holy beginnings and
Makes me question God that gave me this Ill
Madness Pursues me. Steals me. Consumes me.
Indeed a righteous gift but prey to vain
Nature, human time and limitless minds.
The promise to hold. To lose me will find
Relief. My magnum opus. My purpose
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