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At last... it's over, you are at my feet;
I fill your soul with death;
Relax... it's over, you have been deceived;
I took your heart from your chest... Love...;

You are... the last, I can hear you breathe;
Your power's fascinating;
You were... the strongest, the dearest one to me;
You proved a challenge but it's done... Love...

So tired... so broken, I feel your life fade;
But I still hold you close;
So warm... still living, I savor failure's taste;
It's on your lips, as you prepare to die... Love;

YOUR SOUL IS MINE, THIS WHOLE WORLD IS NOW MINE;
I COULD TEAR YOU APART;
INSTEAD I RECOMBINED YOU;
ALL I WANT IS YOUR HEART TO DEVOUR;
IT BELONGS TO ME;
YOU CAN'T HURT ME, YOU LOVE ME.

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