There's a certain type of passion
that burns only in your soul
Art for Art's sake!

You would burn down the world
just to see the pretty hues
then turn away with a smirk
claiming you don't like the color yellow

You've seen the soul that inhabits you
as you've seen the fires of hell
as you've seen the heavens move
and the stars spell out your name
Everything you can imagine
is real

There is a fierceness in you
A lust for blood
A drive for what you want
Veni! Vidi! Vici!
the bite of a wolf
and the snap of a switchblade
you are wild

and you will conquer all

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