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They love my darkness and I make them heartless.
In return they have become my martyrs.
I've been in the poem of many a poet, and I reside
in the art of many a artist.
Some of your smartest have tried to articulate my
whole part in this but they're fruitless in their harvest.
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
the trusted misleader, the number one defender.
From a throne of their bones I rule, these fools are my fuel
so I make them cool.
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface's pool, and feed 'em
from the table that held Corleone's food.
If you die,
Tell them that you played my game and that I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name.