Slaughter and Sister

They are two of a kind
Monster and monsteress of the Dim,
Enemies bones should fall and grind
Under flamboyant stream.

Slaughter rips the rolling heads
His Sister assists with all her Might,
Blood rivers clear poisoned steads
Eternal Walpurgis Night!

Wise and odious dronelike raven
Hovers in the greyness Plumbum,
None help comes from neatnik heaven
Life ov assassins is never humdrum.


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