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She is hidden in plain sight

The queen of infernal might

Together we'll venture below

To a place without light

Waiting for the final blow

You must drink from what I am

I'll be the sacrificial ram

Solace, only in death

Inside their earthen tomb

A glance of impending doom

As life drains for my veins

I can't wait to be exhumed

No rest for my remains

You must drink from what I am

I'll be the sacrificial ram

Solace, only in death

An eye white as snow

Observance through fog

Wisdom she'll bestow

My rotting demagogue

You must drink from what I am

I'll be the sacrificial ram

For you, my Abraham