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

Out of the
locketh me in
I have been
I'll feed fear

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

grind ye down
She'll ye out
I'll be all hate that in ye
And all the things

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

We have no choice, She shall be
All th' she stroke in thee
striken back in her
Tenfolded every whore shall

In dreadful we shall unite
As one we shall not cease the
I shall set ye on th' of night,
Bring forth that you desire

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

...And I set, yer desires free
For dark is our
So let be rage!

...And I show ye th' sterling strength
Of pariahs
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 or a grin?
What is this in me?
My love, where is

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