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Pluck the harp string; hear the tale
whisper'd from frozen lips.
A story of seduction and betray'l,
sealed with a venemous kiss.

So vile the immortal soul,
drenched in crimson sin.
A single hair to pay the toll;
the requiem begins.

And Lucifer's mistress, in her lair,
will trick and trap and lie.
The mermaid's shell strung in her hair;
another left to die.

She strikes you with her whip of smoke,
'til you can barely stand.
With one hand round your neck, you choke,
your heart in her other hand.

Until the fates decide to end
the wicked life she led;
ceasing her exile and torment,
leaving her for dead.

And the one you came to save
has been turned to stone;
lying in a sunlit cave,
silent, still, alone.

You rush to him, to stop his fate;
beside him on the floor,
you kiss his lips, but it's too late.
His last word: "Nevermore."

Description
Pluck the harp string; hear the tale
whisper'd from frozen lips.
A story of seduction and betray'l,
sealed with a venemous kiss.

So vile the immortal soul,
drenched in crimson sin.
A single hair to pay the toll;
the requiem begins.

And Lucifer's mistress, in her lair,
will trick and trap and lie.
The mermaid's shell strung in her hair;
another left to die.

She strikes you with her whip of smoke,
'til you can barely stand.
With one hand round your neck, you choke,
your heart in her other hand.

Until the fates decide to end
the wicked life she led;
ceasing her exile and torment,
leaving her for dead.

And the one you came to save
has been turned to stone;
lying in a sunlit cave,
silent, still, alone.

You rush to him, to stop his fate;
beside him on the floor,
you kiss his lips, but it's too late.
His last word: "Nevermore."