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deaths chamber awaits
her devine buauty,
eyes as dark as sulpher and hands as cold as death,
for what id give for her beauty to be mine,id dig my grave,
id give her my flesh,
but thy morbid mistress feeds on a another
i sit alone and try to love them,
i sit alone in silence,
children's happiness is a sharp knife to me
bring forth thy death bed,
for im certain it awaits,
for my corps is slowly rotting,
i wish do die, my heart is stolen
stolen by a forbidn lover,
for thee forbidden love between us has made me immortal,
our love is abandoned so know my life is too
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