| Terror shrouded in smoke
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| Searching for the one who will bring meaning to it’s haunting
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| Grip their flesh, pull it off, gnaw the muscle
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| Latch on to the weakened soul and feed
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| Torturous symbiosis, attuned for a select breed
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| Swallow light and joy
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| When the victim searches for meaning it shall be skewed
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| Their essence, their life force, removed
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| The heart will bleed as the veins deplete
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| And they fade to black with a morbid sense of attachment
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| Store the meal and reveal your true form
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| You will bring many deaths
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| Darkness entwined within a fire filled husk
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| You will bring death
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| Lure them in with lavish gestures of deceit
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| Court them, your charm radiant
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| Glazed with spirits fine, their blood will satisfy
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| Indulge upon the nectar, that which gives them life
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| Gathering of gilded saps reduced to a lavish feast
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| Trophies and fresh meat adorn my walls and entrails pave the street
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| Bones used as tools, their skulls have been removed
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| Now you see my for what I am
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| The heart of darkness, a wretch long lost |