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Trapped in this prison,
Created my own stupidity,
Let me burn dear mortals,
Let me burn.
For though the furnace burns bright,
It feeds off my ignorance, my flesh and my wounds,
It is my fate that this should be true.
Let me die at the mercy of my mistakes,
Burnt at the stakes,
As my blood boils raw,
Consumed by the lethal flame of error,
The heat of procrastination,
Kindled by the blaze of my sun.
Let me burn my guardians,
'Cause this is my fault,
And when I am ash,
There shall be no more left of me to become undone.

A.V.P