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If in a hundred years
Your name remains in nazcasand
Our words don't carry them away
You wouldn't live to see that day
Say now your true beliefs
Cause I don't think you know yourself
Stamped on these lifeless things
Your words they cast a shallow spell
Stand now for your own way
Or fall to every devil's heel
What would you have a hundred years
Or would you want to see that day
Have the
Courtesy to aim
For my chest
Next time
You find yourself
Holding
Holding a knife
And if
You truly wish to be
Immortalized forever
I've heard hell
Comes with eternal life
You seek to command time
When you cannot command yourself
Forfeit your kingdom for a shrine
Where fools secure your piece of hell
Is this the point of life
To seek fame and glorification
Who I knew's not who you are
All in the name of self preservation
You had no time
You chose a void
And your bloodline will end
By choices you have employed