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		Dit is iets wat ik effe vluchtig heb geschreven...
 Just like the moon I shall rise and fall
 Just like the moon I try to light up the darkness
 Just like the moon I am being watched
 Just like the moon people wonder if I was ever really alive
 
 But other than the moon, the happiness of others disgusts me
 When I see happy people, I look away
 When someone talks to me, I tell them to fuck off
 
 If I actually were the moon, I would've already crashed into the Earth
 And with my burning hunger for revenge
 I would've consumed the souls of the innocent
 FOr innocent people don't excist...
 
 The only thing that is real is the burning anger that keeps slicing my soul apart!!!
 
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