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arthurian aesthetic (1/?) → mordred

there’s a reckoning a’comin,
and it burns beyond the grave.
with lead inside my belly,
‘cause my soul has lost its way.
oh, lazarus, how did your debts get paid?
oh, lazarus, were you so afraid?
when the fires, when the fires have surrounded you,
with the hounds of hell comin’ after you.
i’ve got blood, i’ve got blood on my name.