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-_-The sour stench of death is here.-_-
The time for self destruction is near.
Enjoy the pain, consume the fear.
The twilight fog is never clear.

The evils here, the prey is you.
Come and taste the witch's brew.
All peace has left, all love has too.
So be prepared, your days are few.

Come inside and close the door.
You will be mine forever more.
Scream until your throat is sore.
As you lie dying on the floor.

Listen to me, I do not lie.
The time has come for you to die.
It is all right, no need to cry.
Go spread your wings and learn to fly.
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-_-.....DiZ