Witch Hunt

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Lie, sigh, read between lines

The person who looks...

Is the person that finds...

Find, blind, imagine you're mine

I hurt you? I shield you!

My love for you shines!

Shine, whine, bring out the binds!

The more I feel

The less I'm kind

Kind, wind, light up the night!

With fire I'll burn you

Keep you in my sight

Sight, light fill in the cries!

The more blood I spill

The faster you die

Die, cry, death in the fire

Shut you up quick

One victim, a survivor

Survive, dive, choke out the life

And when the sun comes

Only smoke will remain

Inside

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