They cast her deep beneath
But her seeds were awoken
They tired to undo the demon
And an annihilation was unleashed
They tired to change what never was written
And she became whom she was never meant to be
In an effort to tear her apart
They built her a bloody mound in front
And she climbed it all the way up
Leaving behind the ashes of those who dared To cross her
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