The Curse

by Nefarius   Jul 25, 2005




Spit it round you head in floods
That it seems it boils your blood
Stab it deep into your neck
Like on fire hurts you back
Seven Sins into your brain
Giving you horrible pain
Demon eating raw your flesh
Fist that can destroy by clash

All this and more have its birth
'Gainst you evoked by this curse.

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