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Of the arsenal of weapons on this earth, you choose betrayal Chip away as I fall crumbling inside With all that I muster I wish you the worst Unlike yourself, I cannot be so cruel I retaliate in a simple manner Murder is the way I complete my deed and there will be no resolutions My revenge is all but merciful With a rusted blade by my side you will pray for your future I watch you burn in flames thicker than armies This is my wrath This is my disease of the arsenal you chose this, you ask why My sheath beckons, fare well... Aus Songtexte Mania