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Lick down the apple slowly,
Taste the soft blood that drips down.
Breathe in the scent of the apple
And feel her blood inside you.

Her tears dripped down the apple,
Staining it until it reflects the sunlight.
Chaos flows within the core.
Discord will reign among the world.

You've slain the goddess of war,
Taking away the pride she had in bloodshed.
The undead rise on the path you've created,
Destroying the balance of this world.

Bite the apple to consume its power
And suffer a slow death of hell.
The poison shall make you perish,
Bringing all the evil with you.