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I will be when you mock thyself
In the nighttime, when the shadows
I will be there you burn thyself
She you, coldness tears your soul

Out of the
Ye've me in
I been aneath
I'll your fear

Whose is voice, and why this strayness,
bitter rage I can't control?

She'll grind ye
She'll ye out
I'll be all hate hides in ye
And all the banished

I shall promise you vast
She will be crawling back on and knees
I shall your grief and heavy moan
I shall stick the blade through every

We no choice, drowned She shall be
All th' wounds she in thee
Tenfolded striken in her
every whore shall burn

In dreadful deeds we shall
As one we shall not the fight
I set ye on th' throne of night,
Bring revenge that you desire

"I grind my teeth, I grind my
I bite and ye deep beneath
Oh, let the children to me...!"

...And I shall set, yer free
For is our hate
So let be rage!

...And I shall show ye th' strength
Of thousand
Let be revenge!

I will be there when you thyself...

My sight, has it frailed,
has prevailed?
Is someone still here me?
in me?

These hands are they
Is this smile or a
What is hate in me?
My love, where is

Scortum! Scortum!
whores!
Blade or a loin they are for more!