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Judas Kiss

Blood, gore, revenge and death
Being the Harbinger of Doom
Is my target

I scare me at times
When I can see red
And when evil Bloodlust does rise-

Though I scare me more
When I am blue,
Hurt and glad and sore.

Blood, gore, revenge and death
Being doomed on Doom's sickle
Is my target

Confused am I!
Amused am I;
At my fearfully fickle tendencies

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