Satanic once godly,
yet cursed with a bloody passion,
Written on my wrists is the truth,
Bathe in the devils blood,
Emerge from your rebirth,
Drink that unholy water,
grin at the masochistic love,
remeber this night,
of unholy Trite,
Finish your drink,
Kiss your wrist as they flow,
never let this crimson cease
forever on this unholy blood I shall feast,
Veins dispurse all that is you,
among the dead, your crimson drips,
What have I done with these unholy lips?
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