Scarlet Circle
Dreams in red
Dripping from your bed
Chaotic voices
And Satanic noises
Break the glass
And be ready to fall fast
Opening the gate
You must accept your fate
Drift in the river flow
Your destination only Nyx may know
It's natural to feel remorse
But there's no reverse to your course
For whom the bell must toll
Open your eyes and see your Hell
Personalized just for you
Whose crimes we all knew
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