.I am a gravemaker you are all bleeding together>
Your eyes, limbs, words
I can't be, I won't be your>
A twisted pile of metal in my head
I'm tied to your fascist mold
I can't be, I won't be your god
You wanted a god? Well, here's your god
Now tear me apart, waste me!.
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