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Candelabra snuffled, pale scythe rising
shadows no more, but shadow's everywhere
darkness as a black widow is dancing
whispers of sorrow, mortals now beware
and now i open my blue eyes
hunger fills me with perfumes of death
in this frozen night beside wolves cries
i shall awake, yet truly with no breath
as blood is the life of all flesh
yes i crave for thy precious lymph
to restore my very immortal clash
but shall i ever be finally free?
Or my curse will pursue me forever
causing mercy, sunlight and joy to flee?
di Angel
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