| Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench
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| Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks
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| The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance
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| … of the contagious children of the crypt
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| Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased
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| Stealthy heralds, sharpening the scythe of plague
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| The parade of creeping shadows, like a living floor
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| A carpet of sharp teeth and black filthy hair
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| Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory
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| Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth
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| Only death is real
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| Eaten by rats
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| Deep down enshrined inside the walls of stone
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| Black death’s reflection in a pair of red eyes
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| Around each corner, awaiting to inject painful death
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| For them to devour the poisoned human flesh…
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| Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory
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| Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth
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| Only death is real
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| Eaten by rats… |