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As I stand at the edge of the world
I hear the callings and cries
But there's no meaning to each word
After all, they're living with lies
Hypocrites crying for help, that's all I heard
In the ironic end, they will all just die
Left in the aftermath of anger and war
I am the progeny of a stone-cold god
I see the beginning from a place far away
And I see the end with the oceans of blood
Humanity will never learn from their mistakes
They will keep on murdering, stealing and playing
Right into the hands of the devilish fakes
While the angels sit on top, praying...
They pray that humanity for once will learn
But forgiveness, I know they will never earn
I am more than the eyes of a fiend
Because I can see the depth of the sea
I am a creature, a being of madness
And seeing you die doesn't bring any sadness
Some might say I'm a beast without emotion
But maybe I am the only true pure being left living?
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