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Nightbringer

Cold rotting flesh
Stale putrid breath

Scythe tears through your skin
Black blade sinking in

Wrath fuelled by sin
Evil dwells within

Time to meet your doom
Death will follow soon

Light fades, as skies
Burn black
Night bringer turns
His back

As I become the night

Stare through the gate
Now meet your fate

Cold infinity
Face mortality

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