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... red dress, her hands resting atop a microphone. She swayed as the piano started to play and she opened her eyes. A cruel red gleaming in the shadows cast by her jet black hair.
“You think you’re a king, you think you’re a god,” she sang, a wicked smile stretching across her lips. “A shining knight,” she pointed towards the camera and gestured up and down. “With that perfect bod,” she turned her hand over and curled her finger. “Gather ‘em up, your world wreckers,” she crooned as the song ...
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