Prologue

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Over by the oak tree on the hill
I
sleep
Sleep until I weep
When day falls
Is when they end it all
When mother calls
Supper is near
So I run and run upon the hill
Afar is the place I call 'home'

Now my 'home' is at rest as it is set ablaze

I shall find them
And they shall pay
for I am now out for revenge
They shall pay for what they have caused

Lurking in the shadows I shall

When I am done
When everything's at peace
Then I too will be at rest
With mother
I will no longer be
Lifeless

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