The Sekt does not forgive.
The Sekt does not forget.
Keeper of secrets and dealers of lies.
We bow to no king, nations, or men.
Crossing us is certain death.

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He was a mercenary, and I a slave.

He wanted to save me, but I liked the pain.

We stole, cheated, and lied. Through a savage kingdom, we found a divide.

He betrayed me, but so did I.

In this wicked game who will survive?