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The gods that once blessed now wants you in his crest...

The sins you commit
Makes me crave for you,
Although I won't pave a way for you;
But when someone does,
I wanna tell them you're mine.
Your black robe and mine with stains of wine.

I want you to be
Pour yourself in me, let them know where you belong.
But when you get bored, all the words that you stored.
I'll stab them out of you.
The blood I swear!
I don't want to spare, any inch of you when you can barely bare...

You groan under me
Cause I'm in control.
The gods have left you with the devils ready to stroll...~

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