Faced him with a grin
The beast of what is called past
Does not let me rest
Denial is gone forever
I shall fight the last of the demons
Which have haunted me too long
I have faced the beast again
I have faced him with a grin
I tasted blood and wished for murder
I wished for suffering
He has haunted me too long
Now it's time to fight
To regain what was taken from me
To get back all what was gone
Now I shall be the one
To be victorious for life
22-10-04
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| Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 oktober 2004 | ||
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