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Born into darkness,

I cry as the air burns my splintered lungs

I am my father’s bastard son

Thrown into the flames

Before I speak a word

I’m begging…

For escape

We are all, born in blood

We will all, die in mud

Oh mother, won’t you feed me

I have inherited the gluttony of man

And I’ll walk upon nails

Until blood paints the sand