| Torchlight dancing on her chamber a flickering throne of bone
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| Embedded in walls of cobwebs entangled draping designs arachnid
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| Eyelessly her sockets piercing a voice begins to rise
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| A torrent of backward screaming
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| The bandaging that wraps her bursting as her legs begin to part
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| Foul plumage of dust erupting our lungs arrested by dreadful coughing
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| Her royal stomach bulbous bubbling bulging with undead life
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| A prayer to unknown and these hellish sights
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| The halls of these catacombs our wretched grave
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| Where we’ll stalk the dark as undead slaves
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| A sentence eternally to painfully rot
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| In this skull lined tomb that time’s forgot
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| Hallucination paralyzation utter and complete annihilation
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| Queen of the restless dead spews forth
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| Screaming as were both eaten alive!
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| Spider sacks erupt a million tiny princes pouring from her hollowed hull hungry
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| for flesh
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| Cobwebbed mistress of ancient horror the torch escaping my frozen grasp
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| Our end approaches carnivorous feasting we’ll feed her offspring consumed
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| before each others eyes
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| The rancid fruitage of her ancient yellowed bones
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| Had we only learned to leave well enough alone
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| The halls of these catacombs our wretched grave
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| Where we’ll stalk the dark as undead slaves
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| A sentence eternally to bloodlessly rot
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| In this skull lined tomb that time’s forgot
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| Chained in this afterlife we’re to remain serving unto this curse of
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| everlasting arachnid disdain
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| A hecatomb by the candle’s golden flame never must you utter her name
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| Hallucination paralyzation utter and complete annihilation |