Slay me O' death.
DEATH - Thou shall come, And stay. Cut my throat, And drink my blood. Play with my bulging eyes, Tickle my fears Hear my screams Laugh at me! And Rejoice. Thou shall not fear, That my face Is far horrible Than is yours. Thou must come closer, Come nearer, And slay! And wound! And slash! And bash! Beat, and thump, and slap And strike! And that too Must thou perform, In the highest degree Of PAIN.
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