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Evil fluid
Runs through my veins
And feeds my heart
With gloomy plans
Hasty load
Inflames my soul
Raises my cross
Engrafts some viciousness
Opens wounds
Enrage my mind
Clenches my fist
Freezes my sympathy
Exiles forgiveness
Darkens my wits
Controls my voice
I'm making mischief
Rage is my leader
Revenge my request
Despite my religion
I'm wicked but blessed
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