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the sun is dead,
the sky is black, i see the blood running down your back. look at me dont be scared! the end is coming god beware. now take the knife slit your throat. fall to the floor bleed on the ground. laugh as you bleed, now your soul belongs to me. now i'll drink your blood like its wine.
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