Immolation In Verse.

And as I fought with you, my brother, I knew with a heavy heart.

As I ran from you, my brother, There was something I would have to part

with.

You, my brother.

And as I severed your legs my heart wailed

And to you I cried.

To me you said: “I hate you!”

What was I to do?

I had finished what I had come to do,

So I left you.

And I wept for you.

You were my brother,

And I loved you.

But now my brother is dead.

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I went against my words, oh well. R&R