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King of the dead

Hope you enjoy this one. King of the dead.

 

The thorn of the rose is sharp.

Your fingers will bleed in red.

His eyes will follow you closely.

From his immortal bed.

 

His body is so unrestful.

His spirit is deep within.

He will try to possess you.

Into his immortal ring.

 

Guard your soul of precious life,

Don't take your eyes off the game,

Don't even try to fight him,

He is evil only in name.

 

His darkness will try to consume you.

He'll feast on the fear you show.

Don't blink your eyes for a second.

The king of the dead will know.  

 

Little people ( in my head ) ►

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