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The bridge of death

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Onward into the splinter of a frozen rain.

In my piety I look into thy limp heart.

Tonight the black widows of my enemies stalk me.

By the hourglass on your skanks.

I smell it is you who are terrified.

You feel the heat of my furry coming at you.

I have marked the year carefully.

In this sentence I declare royalty.

By pen and by pastry knife I rise against with discipline. 

My eyes have turned to ice.

My bones grind memories.

Let come wicked deeds I plan for justice.

By the white bridge we shall settle this hell forged vandetta.

You the maggot and I the black scorpion we fight to the death.

By one.

By two.

By hate.

Fear me killer.

Shall there be blood on the rose.

For my lady source of yellow there must be justice.

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