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My enemy will come to his demise
The time is ticking
severely, slipping
weed his favourite herb
but he's a nothing for spending,
time for me to put on a masquerade
Trap him with the herb ,
and visit my seclusion, then with
it in turn
feed him his own skin
then finish it with a deep
hacking
without mercy
without regrets,
de-capitate
make him headless.
My enemy , now has met
his demise , over .
severely, slipping
weed his favourite herb
but he's a nothing for spending,
time for me to put on a masquerade
Trap him with the herb ,
and visit my seclusion, then with
it in turn
feed him his own skin
then finish it with a deep
hacking
without mercy
without regrets,
de-capitate
make him headless.
My enemy , now has met
his demise , over .
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