.Midnight, we kill.
We slaughter the tongue of revolution.
To our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust.
How many times can I trust in you, my beloved friend?
Because every time I trust, I lose.
So I believe in nothing, nothing.
Because of you, I still believe in not.
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