Rejecting the darkest delights as you run to the light
thy crown prince of the night you know the devils bite.
A crude braggart broods the penalty for being that fool
as the dogs of war resume collecting the feeble doomed.
Then what of the those things that are now not expected
add the demeaning before the demise would you accept it
imprudent hearts intensify the indecency in an ungracious will
enjoy the sticky taste of blood in your mouth just before the kill
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