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Witchbane
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Bloodsmeared
Victory, they are all lying on the ground All these bloodsmeared chests Their bare flesh full of wounds, warm I do taste their delicious blood
What a fine meal they are for me All those red mourners One cut in their life is so fatal For they are the ones we feast from
Their blood is mine, I have the pleasure to kill
Die by the sword Die by the axe Die by the stars of morning Die by our fists
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