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Cursed
The darkness has flared,
And none shall be spared.
You unchained all my hate,
Unaware it seals your fate.
So run far away to the mountain’s peak,
For my Hate is about to ready to burst.
For a massacring slaughter is what I seek,
For this kind of rage is my hidden curse.
So come and fight me if you dare,
Take the first punch, like I even care.
I will be the ruin of all in this life,
For brought out my heart’s black strife.
So run far away to the mountain’s peak,
For my Hate is about to ready to burst.
For a massacring slaughter is what I seek,
For this kind of rage is my hidden curse.
So back in black with death’s veil,
The reaper comes to drag you to hell.
The reaper hands me the scarlet blade,
to erase your memory, from existence you fade.
Can’t run away to the mountain’s peak,
For my Hate is about to ready to burst.
For a massacring slaughter is what I seek,
For this kind of rage is my hidden curse.
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