The Making of a Recluse
My Epic
GENRE I am the victim here
Let's keep that one thing clear
I'm the innocence that disappeared
I'm marking every offense
Amassing evidence
Now the skeptic eyes will give consent
I'll cradle my fury and never let go
Till the reaping has come in degree to the sown
If this burdens too heavy, I'll bear it alone
Don't call this revenge, this is justice
It's what I'm owed, owed
Walk with care, these dark paths
God forbid, you should know
Fabricate a barricade to be sure
That remorse won't visit
I'll be the haunting figure
The shadowed form
And what I choose to bind
You'll never loose
I'll take everything from you
If mercy should come to save
I'll state my case
You had this coming
There is no sacrifice too great
It's worth everything to me
It's worth everything
Let's keep that one thing clear
I'm the innocence that disappeared
I'm marking every offense
Amassing evidence
Now the skeptic eyes will give consent
I'll cradle my fury and never let go
Till the reaping has come in degree to the sown
If this burdens too heavy, I'll bear it alone
Don't call this revenge, this is justice
It's what I'm owed, owed
Walk with care, these dark paths
God forbid, you should know
Fabricate a barricade to be sure
That remorse won't visit
I'll be the haunting figure
The shadowed form
And what I choose to bind
You'll never loose
I'll take everything from you
If mercy should come to save
I'll state my case
You had this coming
There is no sacrifice too great
It's worth everything to me
It's worth everything
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