What did you do, little clown?
from his neck the walls are bleeding brown
soon the blue to follow, then the green
last will be the brightest red you’ve seen
brightest red you’ve ever seen
I rotted little holes in all my flaws
I and also I will be your gods
tear down the lies, little trolls
now I see the flaws I see the holes
I see the flaws I see the holes
did you forget I was here?
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