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The Ritual of Sacrifice
They both suffer a Hell neither should
In the grip of suffering they’re relations tense
The love they have for one another will hold for now
But I don’t know for how much longer
I feel a darkly presence in my soul
I feel the gaze of the Reaper upon me
And I realize what I must do
To save them both all the suffering that they endure
A spell must be cast of the utmost power
It will save them and protect them and bond them together
But at a price of the ultimate cost
One of which I am willing to take
I sense the touch of the reaper in the realm
I fear it may be either their relationship or me
And I must prepare to cast the spell
That will save them, but take my life
To lay down the pentagram and light the candles
To scream the Enochian words as powerful and dark
As the death metal blaring from the stereo away from me
Fueling me with the rage I need to conjure the energy within
The power fills me to darkest ends
It begins to overrun my body with its might
It starts to form a barrier around my sister and her lover
To protect them and repel the sufferage away
The strength within me however
Starts to slip away
As the energy drains from me to them
I smile one final time as I know they’re safe
And as my heart gives out from lack of power
I lay in hope that they will live a long life together
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
In the grip of suffering they’re relations tense
The love they have for one another will hold for now
But I don’t know for how much longer
I feel a darkly presence in my soul
I feel the gaze of the Reaper upon me
And I realize what I must do
To save them both all the suffering that they endure
A spell must be cast of the utmost power
It will save them and protect them and bond them together
But at a price of the ultimate cost
One of which I am willing to take
I sense the touch of the reaper in the realm
I fear it may be either their relationship or me
And I must prepare to cast the spell
That will save them, but take my life
To lay down the pentagram and light the candles
To scream the Enochian words as powerful and dark
As the death metal blaring from the stereo away from me
Fueling me with the rage I need to conjure the energy within
The power fills me to darkest ends
It begins to overrun my body with its might
It starts to form a barrier around my sister and her lover
To protect them and repel the sufferage away
The strength within me however
Starts to slip away
As the energy drains from me to them
I smile one final time as I know they’re safe
And as my heart gives out from lack of power
I lay in hope that they will live a long life together
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
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