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Slowly walking from his home in the shadows,
His heart a stone black and cold,
the once warm gaze in his eyes now a demonic blaze,
So as he spreads his arms wide his roar filled with hate,
so as the sun turns black his soul lets go,
always remembering the pain he faced,
for everr tortured by the fact he will never be loved.
