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A MomentA moment of sanity, a moment of clearity.
Corrupteda sence of a cold winter breeze
FeelingsFeeling of being choked Not being able to breathe without crying Feeling of loneliness, death in thy eyes As you stare at me.
Goddess NemesisFrom fire i rise, With all my glory, With all my strength. I am the goddess nemesis, Hear me cry. A cry for justice, A cry for vengeance.
The EndWalking through the cemetery Trees move their leaves I hear nothing but the crows cry