The Wytches crest of death

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Crest of death,
The peak,
The last breath,
Seem final at first,
But you know you could learn.
So if you're ever gonna find a way out,
Never gonna find a way out.
Bite the hand that dragged you here,
It might offer the cure,
It might lean on the door.
So if you're ever gonna find a way out,
Never gonna find a way out.
So if you're ever gonna find a way out,
Never gonna find a way out.

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