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The cold winter soul stains my skin

Something in my body tells me to let you in

I've made a grave mistake

Feel my flesh full of hate

Living in an eternal void

Esoteric people all surround me

You know they never found me

Once I was alive I was free

Crucified in the center for all to see

I have become sick

No longer I fall for your tricks

Oh the way you taste

Move along make haste

Your being is a waste

Soon death you will face