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Dr. Wærloga

With calm and cool, you break your oath
to cut young boys with no free will,
who scream in pain - your conscience still.
Know this, strange fiend, I am not loath -
should I find you, your blood I'll spill.
Written by psychomachia (Jeff Hazelwood)
Published | Edited 13th Oct 2010
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