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From dark corners, whispers of deceit
The lies, told by those
Who would see you dead at their feet.
They lurk in the shadows.
Sweet nothings, sour thoughts of treason and lust
Deposing the sovereign,
The bidding of the evil in the dusk
They lurk in the shadows.
With daggers drawn, and poison ready
The monarch dies before thee, see what you have done.
The guilt, The madness, the blindness!
Dark sanguine creatures, pull strings in the night.
Invaders of the mind and essence.
The guilt, The madness, the blindness!
What have I done!
What have i done!
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