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A small child burning in a crib |
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I listen to it's tender flesh burn the screaming has already stopped |
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I stare at the smoldering corpse... and now |
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I remove the skull to keep as my reward |
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I return to my crypt and place it in my shrine. |
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An old man drowning in a ditch his lungs fill with water |
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I take pleasure in his death |
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I stare at his bloated corpse... |
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I cut off his head and peel away the flesh |
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I return to my crypt and place it in my shrine. |
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Vacant skulls without life surround the coffin where |
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I lie... Reminders of the many lives |
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I've taken from this world... |
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I pray to my master, |
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Night, to keep my soul in evil faith... |
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As I die another death, |
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I will await new life! |
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In a darkened crypt his ancient corpse now rots. |
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Oblivion has claimed his soul he lies amidst the skulls... |
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The lord of another world the abandoned vampire his shrine remains forever a place of skulls sunseen... |
