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I'm the good son

And mother is no more

She toiled in silent agony

As the pangs of our birth

Stung her gentle, broken heart

I'm the good son

And I can't take it anymore

Gemini strangled the heavens empty

My name is Legion

For I am one now

I'm the good son

And I've heard it all before

My family slept

In a supposed peace

As I closed his bedroom door

I'm the good son

And no one knows what I've done

They were all just so grateful

When the evil brother

Had been put down

I'm the good son

And wherever I may go

The people of popular pedigree

Sing the praises

I've written with my silver tongue

I'm the good son

And I can't hide anymore

With this blade in your heart

I confess Father 

I'm really not the good one

As everyone has thought