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Urn of Souls
Sitting on this throne
of blood
No escape from my
hate
I decide to rip
you apart
Collecting your
soul for my pleasure
Into my urn,
your ashes
The scraps of your existence
after devoring your patheticness
Scattering them in the sea of my scorn,
You my slave
Rebirthing you in a hunch back of a body
to do my deeds of evil
