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vulture I need a miracle to conquer this endeavor. The imagery of song to portray the routine of life. Maybe Im neurotic or just wrong in general. Maybe I should concede and put out the fire. Can you feel this uproar festering desire in my thoughts? I can promise you one thing; I will haunt you till die. In absence of your favor I would rather choose death. Id prefer it would be executed only by you. No legacy, fall short of understanding. Maybe I should concede and put out the fire. I want you to bleed me of my misery. Drained bled dry; hung up for all to see.