I regret it
I regret it so much...I regret doing it
He just wouldn't stop
He came in to my house
I don't know when he was gonna stop
I really do regret giving them to him, i do
He was hungry, very hungry, he always has a deep hunger
An unstoppable hunger, one that never ends, he demanded it
He demanded it
He always gets what he wants
And now their blood is on my hands
He wasn't even satisfied by what i did
He demanded even more people, what was i supposed to do
Deny his request?
No
No one should deny his request
People worship him
People rebel against him
Some people don't even believe in him
but his always there
watching
waiting
listening
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
he told me too
its his fault
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