Lletres: Walls Of Jericho. A Day And A Thousand Years. Why Father?.

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You were there when I cried - I screamed it would not be forgotten
a slave to the poison that dragged us down we must suffer for your
fucking in capabilities that you implanted in my mind must overcome
and impale you with the epitomes of your actions we loved so much
now I wont let myself hate you less now you're dead you haven't
suffered enough I wish I could have been the one who crushed your
heart with my despaired hand letting your unruly blood flow and
your burned flesh lie collapsed are you proud?