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Making your silly world up as you go along Keep on in this trek on the chosen path, And increase my hopes of your self-defeat. Let the pressure of my truth crush you beneath its weight. The Devil's indignation is strong in the midst of one such as your name. Please and never believe yourself a contribution to the future's good When yours is an age old sort of pestilence To which my efforts contribute to killing I envision what truth lies rotted behind your pitiful mask That image is ever burned in my mind, like the bridges between us. What method of humility do you prefer, Of such a decimation to the mind of a fool. So desolate of proper t...