Satan, this thing that I am

No ring on no finger is the ring that I have

The way that you've lingered is the thing that I laugh

With no grip in my hand there's no thing that I grab

The swords out of reach, but enemies to stab

The Lord? Were out of speak so the entropy's bad

It's too late for us see the distancing's had

I care for you none while no ones missing me back

So As I sift through the darkness for the killing of black

You should sit and just harken 'fore the killing attack


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