Come in honest, come in clean,
I came in to write the dream
Though the forests they were wide
I barely got out alive
And they committed me to a place
Where the Beast rose in every face
As I looked into eyes
I saw the thing that never dies
But fights and fights until its done
That’s how I know that I am the One
A trial by existence and flame
The world will know my Name

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