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Storybook EndingsThis is not a fairy tale or fantasyThis is a sickness, contagious my reality Cursed - from - birth, it hurts - it's - worse For every woman, child and man I will be the one that spreads my plague across the land Burned in light, cursed by night Burned in light, spread my plague across this land Suffering for centuries, centuries I've been alive I've - been cursed from birth Cursed the blood I can't deny Is - there - no meaning, no meaning to this life Plagued by human nature, suffering doesn't make it right This is not fantasy, nor a fairy tale I'll pack you in a handbasket And send you straight to Hell Stop, stop pretending This is not a storybook ending |