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Whisper

Hear my scream, silently soft
To the door, of the abandoned organ loft
Little girl, little girl
Do you believe?
Spirits of the dead be reborn
Your soul to me you have sworn
I present this weapon, to slay those in your path.
Bring me alive, through your wrath.
For unknown curses linger on gifts
Now bring me back and kill, kill swift.




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