Gimme, Gimme
Vivid thought
compounds emotion
Stifling internal flame
Choking and throttling
Die
Die
Die flame
Give up your ethereal ghost
Yield to the power over you
Refuse and hold if
all you want is respect
Respect is given by the weak
and you, my friend,
Are weak
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