10: to my wicked one

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hold my hand oh wicked one
hold it tight and don't let go
this kingdom, whom i have won
are bowing to our mighty throne

hold on to me, wicked one
hold it tight and never let go
lets watch the town crumble low
we'll kiss in blood-drenched robes

hold me tight oh wicked one
hold me like there's no other
death's hand shall we smother
away from her forevermore

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