Black as night,
Soft as Snow,
Raindrops fall,
And storm winds blow.
All the evil,
That you brought to me,
I will give back to you times three.
Dark is light,
Up is down,
Left is right,
And back around.
Time is short,
So this will have to do,
And I hope the Dark Lady,
Gives you a curse or two.
Kiss the knife,
A drop of blood,
A wing of bat,
And all is done.
May your pain increase,
While your thoughts run slow,
And may my curse find you,
While you are low.
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