Labels:text | screenshot OCR: Aftermath Blood spills through the shattered ground, Defeat has left you in my hands Forget the death that lies all around, I'll finish when no one stands. Close your eyes, for maddness follows me, I am the heretic, the man who should not be. Chains to fetter you to my will, Darkness in the pits of hell, Your only light from a grill, That lies beyond the reach of man. Close your eyes, for maddness follows me, I am the end, everyone follows me. My throne is made of skulls, My throne is built on blood, Guarded by an army of ghouls, In the center of a deathridden wood. Close your eyes, for maddness follows me, Shut them tight, it is better not to see. Harlequin /AV /TUi 1994
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