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Here I hang on this tree, feel the pain of the nails Things that once brought me horror now bring a smile to my face I feel like I'm drowning in my own bloody sweat Well, I used to love sunlight, but now it's peeling my head Contemplate this...on the Tree of Suffering! Take a look at the sky, see those Demons descending They want to tear out your eyes, taste sweet man flesh and blood I am not a weak man, won't die crucified That which does not kill you will only make you stronger |
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