born in a pool of indecision
raised by a fool of precision
taught one thing, and one thing only
to survive, means to be lonely

as he rides the waves with his passengers
below him lies his endless massacres
doomed from the beginning was always his fate
if he tries to break cycles, there will no clean slate

until the day arrives where all evil is gone
he’ll be released from past chains and finally see the dawn
and in him, awakened with a new life’s drum
or will evil be the thing he’s finally become?

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