From The Cradle Hate Was Born

 Born from a mothers mistrust,

smothered in sin,

nightmares my only comfort,

it was there I first met it,

the darkness,

the thing within the shadows,

it opened its arms to me,

shared my pain,

and slowly,

over time,

replaced it with hate,

a hate that grew and grew,

until it consumed me,

drove me,

and that is the answer,

to why you are to die tonight.

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