With just a flick of the opal banded finger I will throw you into a
Concentric mental decline.
I control your elation, I control your
Depression.
I take as I wish memory, clothed in a raiment noir.
(I take you Under my black wing.)
I take you under my dark wing and nurture you in hate
To dwell forever in a Maison Blanche.
Purity through corruption, who am I to
Blame when your basest instincts are realized?
Dimera
Burn the Priest
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