Troublesome wit
They wanted to defeat me
Troublesome victim
They wanted to delete me
I withstood amid
All adversity
I will never again be
In their bloody hands again
I will be set free
When you are too late And when I am too far gone When I am bound to sip poison in my blood Every day And when I can`t do anything about it...
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