The wine from your veins is sweet
To me this is a rare old treat
For wine is usually metallic
To drink it, I like to be quick
Though no real nourishment I get
For your wound I closely vet
That your health is waning away
So I’ve more or less saved the day
I drink from you my mortal
But I offer you another realmly portal
Will you accept it or not?
Or will you choose your life to rot?
I offer you eternal life
Will you accept this other life?
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