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Is it the bloody business which informs thus to mine eyes?
May the huntress take my soul for love never existed

I am touched by evil I am baptized in blood
A rainbow in black is rising over a still ocean swept in misery

The sun is hiding behind murky clouds
And never will the bloody stains go away
All my will for life has been torn to gray

I must hide in darkness and I must dress in shadows
My doom is told by the witness of the crowns
Has been torn to gray, I've been torn to gray

Every night has been the worst yet worst is to come
All smiles are born to die an dead is all laughter
Smell the stench of death feel the choking pain

Darkest thought so dreadful made doomed and sorrowful
I've poisoned my dreams to nightmares
I am empty and cold but still filled with horror and dread
To be king was it worth the price?

And what seemed corporal melts like breath into the wind

Is it the bloody business which informs thus to mine eyes?
May the huntress take my soul for love never existed