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Fantasia Di Muore Angeli Sta. Maria Trial by fire: Learn to burn in the depths of the flame; Then to fight fire with fire. In rage, Delight in the pain. insane. Close my window, Don't you dare display my face, Don't you display my fate. Burn my body, bury me in the skies. Are you certain that it was me you found cold, stiff and lifeless, a gun in my hand, a knife in my chest? Are you certain 'twas I, for disappointment is now my joy for this exile is my salvation and your abandonment: it is my embrace now that death has life. Disappointment. Exile. Abandonment. Death. D.E.A.D. |
