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Crimson Theory
written by Blackhawk04:01 AM 3/4/05Leave your blood.
Leave it with all you lost.
For revenge is a shallow cost.
Draw all you can and leave me the fruits.
All know that blood constitutes.
Leave me all the malice locked in deep.
The dregs of your joy you can keep.
I am your minister.
A minister of pain.
I sacrifice your blood out of your disdain.
Whatever you despise I can take away.
All you sinners will repent upon this day.
With my altar you will form a hole.
For revenge I want your soul.
To unleash all your unbridled fury.
To prove the power of my Crimson Theory. |
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