The Devil's Hour

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It's 2am in the morning.
The devil will soon arise as his hour will come to pass.
There wasn't much time but I hurried to the bleak mirror with moonlight shining it's edges.
There I saw him, standing before me dazzling so ever with the blackness edging his form.
He looks murderous but that's what I love about him.
If only I could dance with him until  the darkness swallowed us whole.
If only he wouldn't forbid me to come along, I would love to spend eternity with him.
Oh my devil, rise and shine!
The hour has come for you to wreak havoc and fear in their hearts.

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