Rising…Take shape, from underground
Buried beneath this unholy soil
Writhing, contorted the lonesome road
Dealer of death, I have seen the core

My delusion, blind to the trust
All-consuming, cold to the touch
My confusion, numb to the truth
Retribution, retaking what’s mine
Retake what’s mine…

Reaching…Below me, the underground
Half as my shadow, half nemesis
Offspring of that begotten road
Linger behind me, await my fall

My affliction, release my hold
My redemption, regaining my soul
Regain my soul…

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