BLACK MARKS ON YOUR SOUL Black marks on your soul, Eating you up, wearing you out. Black marks on your soul, Tying you up, filling you with doubt. Those black marks on your soul, They’ve eaten your heart. There’re black marks on your soul, And they’ll tear you apart. But I’ve no time for remorse. I shan’t mourn for your corpse.
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