Game

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In this deadly game,
I don't know who to blame,
I'm trapped in the flame,
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.
Do you feel the same?
Is this for your fame?
Is it 'cause it's lame?
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.
Today the dark lord came,
don't speak in his name,
he has perfect aim,
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.
It's not something i claim,
you left me in the plain,
now the plain is drain,
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.
This life is getting vain,
i can't feel the pain,
i don't wanna fail,
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.
Its not a happy tale,
I am getting pale,
I can hear his wail,
Ego dolēbo, nam mē verberābunt.

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