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Time and again I've fought my demons off,
Yet still they rage.
Vampiric in nature,
Like a leech on my heart,
Draining my resistance, my will,
And still I battle on.
Oh, I will fight,
Fight.
I will not die,
Die.
I refuse to become
The next victim of my abyss.
So I still fight,
Fight.
And I stand tall,
Tall.
Holding my head up high,
Staring that beast right in the eyes. |
