Trapped in a hexagram, twisting
You see me bend my shape and fill your cup.
It's enduring, this pain, when I know,
All you've ever tasted is my blood.
I don't seek your comfort,
The creature that's in me will only destroy.
Don't try to hide in the corner of my eye,
I know all your demons and the tricks you employ.
I've burned long enough on the cross you made,
Raised me on a pedestal and brought me down.
Now all you'll ever hear is my hollow laugh,
Through endless nights and days to come.
Down the roads you lead me astray,
Your blood shall run the same.
You may not recall who I am,
When I'm done with you, you'll know my name.
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