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Cursed villain, vile vulture
Even the worst carrion thou do not deserve
And thou, my lady, thou hast angel eyes
And lips full of treason,
Like an old snake
The skies laugh and allow these faults
Puppets in an imperfect world
We art
I'll write on the boards,
A latent intention
That will accompany thy betrayed brother
I hope that the bitter
Of my acid tears
Corrodes thy soul if, as the other, it exist
And my image shalt burn day after day,
Night after night, like a demon of fire
Remains of thy dignity
Aborted at thy birth
Rest in peace, condemned soul, I swear
The same hand that killed thee
Will give thee peace
And thou shall has the chance
To chase it in hell or
In the vacuum that lies
Between sky and earth
Rest in peace, unlucky ghost
In my brain,
Mean thoughts won't exist
Just the intention of doing my obligation
And my noble heart
Doth not pump blood anymore
But count the seconds
To do such condemnation
"Doth anyone canst smile...
Be a villain and smile?
In Denmark, I know, this is true!"
