Pierce the skin
Take that blade
Twist it, my child
Do not be afraid
The pain you feel
Will become the pain
They must endure
So let them have it
Give it your all
Let the blood flow
And the anger go
Unleash it once
Then unleash it again
Soon enough
The heart
You once knew
Will grow black
For you are born
A flowing clear river
And die
a red darkened soul
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