Deep below,

in the darkness,

where your sins try and hide,

is where I am,

like a disease,

infecting all you are,

a dark shadow,

devouring all that I find,

ripping and tearing,

gorging myself on your innards,

making you my own,

removing his mistakes,

one by one,

until there is only me,

until there is only,

The Roundhead,

and then,

he will see,

what it truly means to feel pain,

then he will see,

what he truly made,

in me.

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