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pyre
the darkness rage inside the greed
needing form it sought its Queen
visions of night's glory defamed
blame it on the hurt inside, ravenous she bites
the dark grew hungry it will not be denied
times two it hunts the unwary
picking which soul to descend upon
hexed and besotten they gather
a mob cheering for their own slaughter
their captors perform deadly rituals before them
not seeing, they applaud in beat with the music
their lasts rites given
into the nine circles, they are bidden
a feast for the fury they die inside his kingdom
a demon's delight
new souls to plunder
more fuel for the fire
they scream in unison
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