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His diseaseThe eternal prejudiceTowards the unknownChanged his lifeInto a nightmareSo capable of drinkingThe wine of monotonyAnd demanding anHonorable death next tohis generationAll they offered himWas the drink of slanderHis personal stigmataThe cry was fakeBut so frighteningHis spirit wasn't thereWhen the steel entered his bodyThey will continue toDesecrate his grave untilDust is the only remainBut he isn't there, he is nowhwereThe martyr had stopped beforeIt (really started)

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Odes Of Ecstasy