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Look at that perfect pentagram

Under the blood moon, he shines

Cut open a goat or maybe a ram

In here, to him, everyone bows down

Fix the candles, he's here do not stop

Everyone chant his mantra, now

Read the first letter downward, from the top

.mks.
Because of that w.a.p song it took me so many nerve to stop continuing 'make it drop'  in the last.

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