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SON OF A WITCH
For so many times making love
You had death in your eyes
Diabolic playthings
Tight around the thin
My lips kissing blades
A sword in a chalice
For so many Nights your scent
Came from poison in your veins
A son was born
In Serpent his Sun
Born near Samhain
And Varc was his name
For so many times causing death
He had tears in his eyes
