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As he Looks through the years Looks though these tears Looks at that which can never be No escape from this You are so far This end so near Is there no other way No Way to change what was No Way to right this wrong He searches for that which will set him free He has left the path that nature bestowed upon him Now lost in a waste land Days Months and years Never will this road end The cruel price of an angry god Natures revenge for disobedience Call it what you will Sacrifice Penance Pound of flesh The Devil get’s his due In the end He can never be what he was Only that which he has become