Heaven's Betrayer
A prick of thy finger.
A droplet of crimson blood.
Forms a pact that forever lingers.
The king of hell's minion's shall own thy soul.
Written upon parchment that cannot be torn.
Thy soul shall be forever his tool.
Eternity within his lair,
shall thy soul belong.
A rift with the son.
That shall never be repaired.
Whence thou succumb,
to heaven's betrayer.
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