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07/28/2002

~He Commands~

Rituals bourne of old
Blood drank once cold
flesh eaten but shared
over all his minions glared
Priestess favoured the rite commands
You've given in to all his demands
Now you've proven yourself worthy
Of his kiss of death gained with fury
The sacrifice is lain
On his altar of pain
You'll know his dark glorious Lands
As his queen He Commands
~End~