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This suffering must come to and end!
These razors within me must be expelled!
Whoever dreamed such a glorious dream
That a tremendous expulsion could bring me such joy?
The release of the pressure, an end to the suffering
This warm, moist feeling as I leave you behind
The glorious emptiness within me
Brings tears to my eyes
But now it must be filled with the giver of life
Gorge myself with its sweetness
Save it all for myself
There is none left for you
I am not yet complete
I must devour you as well
Your life's blood will become a part of me
Become a part of me, for I'm the almighty Bunt
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