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Coming out into the shaddows you not know,
I feel dejected as moments come by and press,
The love turns into hatred and want to hurt you,
Don't know why but i have this horrible stress.

Running out into the hunt you not force,
I feelt dejected as players come by and bless,
The protection turns to destruction willing to hurt you,
Don't know why but I feel this mess turning to stress.

May lord not know why I want this,
The hunger to kill will continue to rise,
Stress forces me to turn into killer from victim,
You not know but your end will be my best surprise.

May lord not inform through season to prove this,
The hunger to finish should continue to thrive,
The hatred with stress help me to turn into winner from dejection,
The result will be your end or my revive...

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