The Goblin

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  • My curses shall lay my brethren
    To his grave, I will tilt my grief
    And sow my words, and pray
    My wishes be answered
    In the wake of corpses
    Shall his be among
    That wretched Goblin
    I shall be the end of him
    And when I’m done with him
    even hell shall have
    no place for him

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He would yearn for freedom

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But he will transverse the universe sea

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A martyr with no home

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With no love, eternally lost

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