Mortis - Master of Pain in the Shadows
In the realm of shadows, a name echoes softly No ordinary soul, he stands out boldly Bringing turmoil to your days Delighting in the suffering he lays Swift and cunning, he moves with grace Never dropping the pace A destiny intertwined with his might As we gamble everything for the winning sight But the power rests in his hands so dark The being that emerges from the night stark...
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