Prologue

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Prologue:

Death, only one part in our plan,

To unleash hell onto this land.

Our souls are corrupts, our minds black,

A hearts once sold, can never be taken back.

Our enemy will fall, we shall taste their blood,

Our armies will come in an overwhelming flood.

But to do this, a creature we need.

A demonic one: the Devil's seed.

What we need are simple things,

So we may have our Demon King:

A black cat's claws

Aligator jaws

A blind man's eyes

Little white lies

A lighting bolt

A newborn colt

A hero's head

A book never read

A bird that sings

And angel wings.

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