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Your Darkest Hour
Tonight will be your darkest hour,
And no one will bring you flower.
Your souls are the things I want,
So I'll be your nightmares on the hunt.
My name is Death, and your souls are what I seek.
To take it to a place covered in flames to burn constantly.
To Hell is the place your souls will go.
So you will burn forever, because I'll never let go.
And no one will bring you flower.
Your souls are the things I want,
So I'll be your nightmares on the hunt.
My name is Death, and your souls are what I seek.
To take it to a place covered in flames to burn constantly.
To Hell is the place your souls will go.
So you will burn forever, because I'll never let go.
Published 17th Apr 2014
| Edited 19th Apr 2014
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