Curse the NameMature

Roast my heart

Over the open flame

Take away my pride

And burn my name

This feral soul

No one can tame

Her mother and her father

You cannot blame

Born from the ashes

Rays of light

Tied with crimson sashes

Her burned out eyes

Curse the name

Curse the name

This demon has no soul

That you can tame

Cut out my heart

Serve it on a plate

Roll the dice

Sell my soul to fate

Feast upon my dreams

The demons desire

My hopeless screams

The End

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