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Mumbling in the corner shaking as afraid of something Awaiting for the arrival of what he had seen a sickening mind trying something ravenous feeding his senses with screams and sights Once a wiseman a thinker of sorts made new morals and took a turn tried to cleanse the whole world from the dirt never cared about heaven or the holy light No Control - no Regrets |