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They who suffered in silence,
I call your name.
You who were born without a name,
who were torn asunder night and day;
Who were burned since their childhood days.
The one's they scarred with ease,
left to die on hollow's eave.
Who's experience is blackened,
Who's sorrow turned insanity;
I call forth your name-
Moths to flame!
I call your name.
You who were born without a name,
who were torn asunder night and day;
Who were burned since their childhood days.
The one's they scarred with ease,
left to die on hollow's eave.
Who's experience is blackened,
Who's sorrow turned insanity;
I call forth your name-
Moths to flame!