Crimson, black, and flash of gold,

here he comes to steal your soul.

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See the frost encase the glass,

as his footsteps slither past.

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You can pray and wail and plead,

but he wants just to see you bleed.

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He'll slice his way into your heart,

and watch you tear yourself apart.

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And as last breath escapes your lips,

he drinks your pain in greedy sips.