Z / Zompok / The Bilious, Opium Fueled And Distinctly Unnatural Tithe of The Lytchking
Followed my ravens Followed by crows rats nest in crooked stumps In hair and clothes Bring me your dead Bring me unborn Leave them on doorsteps From homestead torn.
I want what's due As such is mine.
I want what's due As such is mine.
I am a curse Yet I am a Lord I bring you ruin As I roam abroad I black the land On which I tread Stealing your loved ones From there deaths bed.
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