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Lay low the thunderous applause, those multitudes who believe in me, believe in my strength, my unfaltering willingness to sacrifice myself, to save anyone at all. To hail me as champion is folly, to rely on me, foolish. No longer the one who laid down all, to answer sweet sirens call. I gave up my life once, to be savior of one soul. Then bared my wrists so sweetly, taking the lashes for his sins. But my love became the one wielding the blade, yet I smiled all the same and took all he would give. He ended the one all once knew, champion of the weak, she who would stand when she wanted to weep. Who gave herself to hell to curtail the pain of another. Lay low the applause, those who still believe. I will only let you down.