I lap up your maroon blood
And misticate your cruel heart
I've hooked up your vile soul
yeah,my dear,I'm your foe!
It's a damn cold night
And you can't yell
In this brutal fight
I'll be winner and send you to hell.
You won't forswear from your death
And now,you're walking throught the maze.
You've lost last drop of sanctity
Don't think about my pity!

HIMMARY
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