See, hear the torture inside
Devouring what was left of my pride
You thought it's not going to happen to you,
thought you could hide
Devouring what was left of my pride
You thought it's not going to happen to you,
thought you could hide
The infinity of recurring torment, your comeuppance
Dwelling in a mind, mixed up and
Your regret has spread over the sea of sign!
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