A.N. The words are slow these days, sorry.

You turned my heart into a war machine

Oiled the engines and watched it bleed

Cut it down in the prime of the fight

But it’s resurrected. I’ve come back to life.

You never thought that I could be this strong

But I’ve moulded armour to prove that you’re wrong

And now that’s I’ve started my engines again

I’m coming for you. This is your end.

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