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The witchborn queen, leader of demonic whores
Profane mistress, captor of sin
Sworn to feed the ill and the weakand bring their women and men into temptation
Eliza, the whore of the nightattends the sabbath, the theatre of lust
The hunter is the ring, caressing folds of flesh- Diabolical intercourse profound
She who brings horror to the insaneand haunts the sick and its kind
Selector of innocent holy infantstempting their flesh, poisoning their mind
The young harlot, who acts by the trust of her fate
Cursed beneath the hands of doom, the grand master of hate
For her and hers the bells chime
Damnation's own
Evil superior siren, moonchild domain- A sculpture for the holy to burn
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