Prosperity is despair, in the eyes of the beholder
Revenge is sweet
In which she seeks
Her weakness is fair
For which she pleds
Life in danger, in the darkness she runs
For the young fellow bewitched her mind
Her Puppetir
Who walks all blind
No one prevales
No one fails
Revenge is a word
By which they all move to
His puppet
I am to them
Revenge is sweet
In which she seeks
Her weakness is fair
For which she pleds
Life in danger, in the darkness she runs
For the young fellow bewitched her mind
Her Puppetir
Who walks all blind
No one prevales
No one fails
Revenge is a word
By which they all move to
His puppet
I am to them



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