I have a purpose...
Take your dill knife, stab me, go, strike my heart...
I have a purpose...
Such things can't exist...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them...
I have a purpose...
Quietly, I will come over your bed,
I will lean over and gently bite your neck...
Ringmaster...
I have a purpose...
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