| BOY:
O malefic one, |
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| your humble servants
make you these offerings. |
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| The bones of wolves
ground into powder, |
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| fat from the flesh of geckos
rendered into candles. |
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| The rune that is your name, |
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| unspeakable
by our unworthy tongues. |
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| O malefic one,
we beseech thee, |
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| grant us the power
to destroy our enemies. |
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| BOY 2:
Especially Brad Turner, |
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| who, if I have anything
to say about about it, |
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| has given me
my last swirly. |
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| I'm just saying.
It's humiliating. |
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| We beseech thee, |
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| grant us the power
to destroy our enemies. |
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| We ask this
in your name. |
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| [RUMBLING] |
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| [GROWLING] |
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| [WHIMPERING] |
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| Whoa. |
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| That was so cool. |
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| Yeah, but I don't
feel any stronger. |
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