| Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts
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| Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts
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| Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts
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| If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries must be smas-
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| Hed!
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| Released from nether regions, bowels of the earth
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| Seeping through cracks to foul the air above
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| A lifeline to those to which sleep is eternal
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| Concocted since the dawn of time
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| To now release agonised souls
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| Spit forth the dead!
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| Spit forth the dead!
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| Carried on the air, purity aiding the filth
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| Seeking consecrated ground, sensing cemeteries in a blanket of
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| Dust
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| Fertalising the infertile from six feet under
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| Seeking consecrated ground, sensing cemeteries in a blanket of
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| Dust
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| Fertalising the infertile from six feet under
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| Intoxicating with false life, coaxing from the brink of decay
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| Animating the inanimate, from wooden box to light of day
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| Exodus from the ground, stale forms tasting air
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| Each united in their cause, yet of it’s ground
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| Ground mates unaware
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| Now the dead govern the earth
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| All resistance to them crushed
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| Life is now minority, the world another hell
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| Wipeout! |