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Suffering brought upon infected innocents,
Makes up for all I have endured in lamentation.
Without a sense of remorse or regret,
I take all their lives, for mine I will take next!
The divine emerges, offering to spare,
Snubbing her dastardly sense of condescension.
Without a sense of remorse or regret,
I take all their lives, for mine I will take next!

In death's commitment, my life to devote,
Gripping the dull blade to perforate my throat.
Should I reflect upon my own reprise?
Or must I stare lifelessly into its eyes?

And with no penitence,
I am one with death.
Et ultra conscientiam,
Ego qui mortem!

In death's commitment, my life to devote,
Gripping the dull blade to perforate my throat.
Should I self-immolate or hang myself high?
Method naught matter, for its my turn to die!
Ego qui mortem!

I am one with death!
Ego qui mortem!

Compendium mali!
All hope is lost!
Every virtue is lost!

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