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Candles light the way

Down corridors of stone

See the oracle of bone

I draw the circle

I draw the runes

I feel the air begin to move

I hear the scratching

Of fingertips

I taste the blood on my lips

I see it reaching

For ink and quill

Tell me who I am to kill

On a long ago crusade

I killed an evil man

Took his power, a mockery

I bound his right hand

I see his face in dreams

He smiles at what I’ve done

We’re not so different now,

Our purposes are one

Now the bone hand speaks

The names of the damned

‘Til the final breath of man

I’ll be there

Driven by hunger and hate,

Craving flesh

Name the sacrifice

Write me a death

The last turn is mine