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An Willsea

(8)Agony is the price That you'll pay in the end, Domination consumes you, Then calls you a friend, It's a twisted fall, Binds are like steel, And manipulates the will to be And it's hard to see, How soon we forget, When there's nothing else Left to destroy, It's a useless ploy, Your eyes will see The dawn of the day, And the writing On the wall, Those words that stare Into your soul, And to yourself You will befall (8)