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Habit alone, when separate I moan
Feeding on bones or anything grown
I command post and nobody shows
In mornings I rest here, in evenings I work here
My debt isn’t spent till the rest of me’s left
All I adore

I work alone saving my soul
If yesterday hurts, tomorrow is worse
Send me a sign for my body’s aligned
I’m ready to waste all my limbs and my face
My pores are wide open and bleed for your potion
Spellwork and lies

You must be the call, the evil at night
Speaking words of grace while spellwork delights
Feel my desire, it burns like a fire

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