How does it feel;
To sit up on your throne that you've made?
To treat all others like you pawns your playthings?

I'm tired of your shit.
You are not the person I thought you were.
I see behind that facade.

False innocence is not becoming of you.
Although your real face is twisted with rage and contempt.
You have no one but yourself to blame for what you have become.

I finally see you, see what you are.
Bringer of chaos and discord.
Fuel for the personal wars between former friends.

Well I'm done.
Fight your own battles and lose your wars on you own.
I refuse to be your soldier.

I choose who I am and I am no longer yours.

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