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tyrants, conquerors
bastards, assassins
the dividing up in secrecy
debauched and wretched
the broken spirit's final dreams
allegiance, deception
secrecy, and subjugation
the sword that hangs like a
spirit above your eyes
is waiting for the moment
to strike you down
underneath the usurping heart
i still perceive your inner conflict
the tornado of souls
draining life from within your heart
incestuous and rife with corruption
the tornado of souls
tyrants, conquerors
bastards, assassins
heretics, immortals
violence, and constant struggle
the sword that hangs like a
spirit above your eyes
is waiting for the moment
to strike you down
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