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Hail Death
May thy wings surround me
May thy eyes look upon me May thy chains grasp me May I come with thee As we dance together, flawless and numb I wish this rather, then to stay and howl in my chump Let us amalgamate before it is too late I'll sell my soul and give you control Thy are my mace, I use in battle Thy are my grace now let us embrace Separating from core and cattle We shall settle from there we'll face death rattle |
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