Immolation In Verse.
And as I fought with you, my brother, I knew with a heavy heart.
As I ran from you, my brother, There was something I would have to part
with.
You, my brother.
And as I severed your legs my heart wailed
And to you I cried.
To me you said: "I hate you!"
What was I to do?
I had finished what I had come to do,
So I left you.
And I wept for you.
You were my brother,
And I loved you.
But now my brother is dead.
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I went against my words, oh well. R&R