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Murder takes me by the hand We play this wicked game I am the evil on these lands Since the day darkness came Bodies lay in shallow ground Held tight in death's embrace Consumed by the blood As I dig my victim's grave
Screaming for no one to hear The first cut I take Hearing your weakened cries The reaper awakes Longing to consume your power To renew my youth Blood is my belief Vanity is my truth
My lands
