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Chant to me the merry ways of
Helotism and murder
And the way you
Need to perform
Death of my
Loved ones by
Eradicating them one by one till their
Red blood drips from their
Chins, through their
And down
Right after their
Legs have started their own river of blood filling the
Ears with moans of
Silence as you
Wager their souls for your flaws
Taper them down with
In their
Necks while they beg you for mercy, but all you do is

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