Baptised in blood, betwean the flames of war, I was tought to take, only to go for more. I am known as the Widowmaker- "The joy of each undretaker". Never felt no guilt, Nor in silk, nor in mudd; I am made to hate, Because I was baptised in blood.Birth sign: Cancer
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