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Born after civil war

 Daniel Robitaille was son of slaves

 was an artist

 A rich farmer asked him

 To picture his daughter

 they fell in love

 She got pregnant

 Her father sent many after him

 They've got him and cutted off his hand

 With a rusty razor

 And spilled all the honey of the hive

 Over his bloody body

 the watchers ran away

 When the bees came to take his life away

 He died for love

 His resurrection became a tale

 And grew'till he become a legend

 Say his name five times in front of a mirror

 And he appears, a hook replaces his hand

 His eyes show pain and suffering

 and bees fly over his lips

 He died for love