| I slept amongst the dead, ate the flesh of dogs and black leavened bread
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| I pronounce the three unclean names carved in bone, to consult this mantic head
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| Sorcery as a divinatory tool, to find that stone all philosophers seek
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| A black shadow ascends, possessing its vessel and so the skull begins to speak
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| Conjuration
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| Craniomancy
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| Divination
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| Skull necromancy
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| It keeps me from sleep in the middle of the night
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| Its weary grave voice mutters, wails and sings
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| Moaning, whining, whispering, teeth-grinding
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| Preaching evil and the pleasure it brings
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| Into the occult
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| My breakthrough
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| Dippel’s oil
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| Prussian blue
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| Alchemy
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| Grave robbery
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| Soul-transference
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| Necromancy
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| Consulting the skull night after night from the rising moon till the morning
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| turns bright
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| Tell me how to lift the veil separating life from death so I can steal the holy
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| grail
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| Skull with a forked tongue
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| Skull with a forked tongue
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| The Flesh of hyenas that have fed on the dead
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| The foam from the muzzles of rabid dogs
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| Uncommon herbs, bone powder and the skin of snakes
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| Distilled in a mixture of oil and human blood
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| Elixer vitae!
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| Into the occult
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| My breakthrough
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| Dippel’s oil
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| Prussian blue
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| Alchemy
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| Grave robbery
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| Soul-transference
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| Necromancy
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| Formulated step by step I’ve created the elixir of life
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| My spirit now scarred and mangled
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| A price paid with my own demise
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| My flesh rots away, I ask myself why?
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| For I shall live forever, yet all I want is to die
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| Forever in decay, my flesh rots away |