I never thought I'd be so alone
No followers, no body
Well at least I still have my soul
They could only kill my body
For now I'll drink unicorn blood
I'll rise again, my time will come
And they will regret that they left me
No punishment left undone
My followers all turned away
They will pay for their doubt
I'm coming back with a weapon
Which no one else knows about
Drink unicorn blood
Find the Philosopher's Stone
Call my Deatheaters back
Kill the boy who lived
I shall make a body, create an army
Hide the pieces of my soul
And I shall reign for eternity
Though everyone else will come and go . . .
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