goes the clock as it strikes twelve
the blood runs down it's face
I hear him scream
yet I torture more
My next victim goes pale as paste
he see thy scarred face
everyone that touches me now dies from thy darkness
those that come to know thyself die
now death is my name for I sold thy soul
for mere coin
I suffer from a curse i sighned in thy skin
my clan kills for him
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