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The Martyr (Without A Cause) (Other) by The Martyr As He Stand Before You Ready To Die
He Reconsiders and Begins To Cry
Now Not Sure If He is Ready To Go
So Much In Life he Wanted To Know
Tears of blood, Silent Screems
lived a of life of ruined dreams
The Mirthful Child will Smile No More
He Doesn't Know What He Died For
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