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PossessionLeft all alone now she's forsakenThought to be lost yet they mistaken I the possessed she my possession Now to succumb to my obsession They keep on searching though that they will never find Time that they now accept the missing girl is mine With spell in place for my protection Voices in my head guide my direction A virgins blood spilled for the power Grants me this gift on the 13th hour Still beating heart removed and held to open flame Inhale its resins three times when spelling out his name |