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Paroles: Sectumsempras (The). Other. Hate Remains.


I see a resemblance of a man in your face
A man who abused me
And reduced me to a darkened state
I was only meant to be disgraced
To be defaced
A simple toy to manipulate
And you?re the spitting image
Of that piece of shit
That pushed me to my sickest sin
And with his death
He bequeathed all my hate for him
Unto you

Chorus:
I bare the burden
The pain just the same
I wear this mark
Yes, this stain still remains
I sought redemption
I tried to change my ways
I saved your life
But my hate still maintains
Follow me now
Let?s go to the underground
The place you walk upon
Down below
Into the darkness we?ll go
I?ll show you
The world
As it was meant to be
A place
Where hatred grows
Sectumsempras (The)