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Badlands

Normal is an illusion, A glimpse into these lands
Proves that horror is the realness
Fear not the darkness, but the inhabitants
Silence whisper's outcry of the miserable
The ground is unforgiving, It has swallowed up my happiness
I am bound to fate of my forefathers, afflictions are inevitable
Death is the price , For my freedom
Being possessed is my portion , The natives are swaying
©Jamin Aluv