Paint in blood a sigil of death on fading reflections beneath this night. Master of their infernal fears, I take the burning gates ... to reign. Pass this torch of evil (so I may be). Through candlelit bloodstained Mirrors, to succumb to the netherworld of Satan. I became as I Stare through the eyes of my mirror master...
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