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In isolation
My desolate position
Dwells inside of me
A solitary wretch
When the pariah departs
Abhorrence will ensue
Upon its return
The spilling of blood begins
Hung up high to drain out and dry
The garden of death needs fertilized
Creator of pain consumes the flesh
Painting my face red
Hung up high to drain out and dry
The garden of death needs fertilized
I hold the souls of those trapped inside
The screams from their torture will never silence