| The chosen few they have travelled to
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| Engage in games of depraved desire
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| The twisted playground of the first elite
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| Beyond the knowledge of society
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| Deep in the woods hide the skull and bones
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| Gather round with your crimson robe
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| Sink your teeth into the darkest treat
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| The best offering of the finest fleet
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| High in the hills waiting in the dark
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| Ceremony is about to spark
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| Cremate your care in the firy pit
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| Human torso and Cranium split
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| See the details in the children’s bones
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| The body burns as the owl looks on
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| Retain this night of ethology
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| Growing stronger for eternity
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| Spit upon the fire, an oracle of desire
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| Time to cast your feelings away
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| Wisdom of the sire, emotional transpire
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| Let the wind come and carry thy doubt away
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| Beyond the web are the restless breed
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| The chosen elite abound
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| And all are free on this deadly night
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| Burning it to the ground |