I was built upon suffering,
While my fate was viciously laughing.
Sorrow followed in my footsteps;
Denying me everything I've wanted.
I was forged in miss fortune,
Constantly moistened in acidic rain;
Followed by millions of candles,
Shining my erroneous way.
While my fate was viciously laughing.
Sorrow followed in my footsteps;
Denying me everything I've wanted.
I was forged in miss fortune,
Constantly moistened in acidic rain;
Followed by millions of candles,
Shining my erroneous way.
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