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You’ve been beaten and stricken

Your life was taken from you

Your father, your mother

Ripped to shreds like lambs to a slaughter

Approach the altar

Take in your lord and saviour

The candles light the your way

The child of death and violence

Approaching end

Embrace the pain

Tell me I am the fairest

On this land which I own

One of my possessions

Like your mauled and beat up soul

You're hung to dry

In pain you cry

Set to die alone

By this twisted tale

The story now unfolds

A vile disgusting fable

Man who kills in futures past

Begin your hunt, as she has fled

Fill them all with dread

Bring me her head

A trophy fitting for the queen of the dead

Stumble through the dark as branches

Rip up your hair and clothes

Poison leaves cut up your scarred face

As you start to gasp for air

Slip in a pool of your own blood and scream in pain

Fall into the dark, embrace your final moments on earth

Man approached your grave

Wielding alien weapons

He carves out your chest and you see

He’s holding your heart in his hand

Twisted minds

Twist the soul

Twists the flesh

Tear you apart