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Lifeless this tomb is consumed by a dominant figure.
A king to the throne, yet undefined in the name of his god.
Soon we will reign upon the throne.
This is a night were blasphemy empowers all.
This is a time where all shall die of disease, and this is why I shall live a thousand lives; decapitating the living souls
and feasting on their flesh.
Bow to me, the righteous ruler I’ve become.
Severed heads will pave the fucking way.
This is why I shall live a thousand lives.
Left for dead, I begin to feel my flesh decay into ashes.
The stars align as a pentagram, and enlighten the skies.
How reckless I’ve become tonight.
Blood drenches, wounds secrete.
An ending to the beginning of our reign.

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