Bring before me the soul I entrusted you with,
The one you dropped into the afterlife,
Don’t deny your actions,
I see the blood-covered knife.
Render you a foe.
An ally from long ago.
The soul is gone,
Turn your back on me,
Your body already submitting.
Regret meeting me,
Wishing you could change the past,
Crossing the Ominous Line so long ago.
Throw you into The Pit,
Where you will be tortured forever more.
Good bye, my friend,
Tell the soul down there my heart is sore.
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