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Blade forged by the first Dragon

Die by Lucifers anointed dagger
Poison burning the pierced
Hells awaiting in this ancient weapon
Even a scratch ,cuting ties
Connecting you to heaven
Avenging ancient vengence
This dark dagger

With this gift
I give the world destruction
With this gift
I throw the world towards mayhem
With this gift
Gladly
I bare my new found honour

I cleanse this world with evil
And acknowledge my new title
As I Inhale with closed eyes
I realise my true desire  
It is I who wishes the heathens die for Satan
Written by TLIFD (Rope)
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