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No Rest for the King of the Damned
boats on the horizon painting the sky red,
multitudes of crying death,
sounds of clashing metals
fires of a gun,
boats on the horizon, only one can move on.
crimson ship that rules the sea,
a crimson captain,
crimson crew,
seventy crimson blades all fight for you,
Crimson ship, king of the sea,
crimson captain gentle is he,
Pure white hostages,
stolen away from that pure wite castle,
and pure white bay,
Crimson ship, swiftly sails on by,
Crimson captain and white hostage carress the night.
the tainted love the pure
and pure love the tainted,
a never ending cycle,
stirring emotions,
creating a exiting thrill,
red reaper from the depths,
stares into the eyes of the devil,
sometimes tainted can love the damned
such love returned can kill.
Red reaper faces Lucifer, her fists wound tight,
no rest for Lucifer at least not tonight.
