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My Dark Power (Other) by The Martyr
Itâs burning me now
I cannot see
It started somehow
Inside of me
Getting Hotter In Here
I'm begging to sweat
Theyâre not dying out there
I am not ready yet
Temperature has intensified
Past degrees beyond measure
The world was what I despised
I lived without pleasure
My eyes reflect flame
As yours can not do
I am the one to blame
Yes me not you
Although I do not love you
Loathe is what I feel
You may have told me tales
But I made them real
Do not ask for forgiveness
There is nothing to forgive
I accept nothingness
I know I cannot live
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