Daemonicus
I do not know what manipulation nor malice is at least
Not in regards unto myself; I just flow with the tow inside...
There is no hate nor judgment; no your side my side, this side
That side in a world a place drawing lines so eager to shed blood
Divide as hate is their cure if only the masses could understand grasp
This vision our god ? Kiss, the swords edge and set it upon, delusions fire.
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