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Is there such a fate as free will?
Dare I not tease the though of predestination?
Do we not go in for the kill?
Did we not toss aside for eternal damnation?
I could care to mood around and sing of psalms of glory, but I know that my mind is more complacent with tales that are particularly progressive and gory.
Free thought is left in chains without your love.
Heaven's gates feel like a prison without your love.
I wish to regale you with a song of parts,
You must remember that this is a game of hearts.