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They'Ll Take You Away

Don't you just love that? The way I run through you, the way I destroy you as you swing that blade? Every little slash is.. a memory. A memory yet to be forgotten, with the adrenalin. Flushed away with the desire, the sorrow. Yet your devious mind enjoys it. Don't you just love it? I can't help you. No one can. You can't even help yourself, because you can't escape the grasp of fate. Don't you just love that, my child?

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