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Join in for a dance with the dead |
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A ceremonial requiem for the gods |
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When the moon is drained by all its light |
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On burial ground we gather in the night |
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Burning candles, incantations |
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Witches sabbath with unholy craft |
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Screams and laughter pierce the art |
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Like a haunting chant through the atmosphere |
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The dance is held to the end |
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When the shades of darkness transcend |
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Beside the ancient lake beneath the spelling moon |
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Across the fields of hallowed tombs |
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Join us, walk among us |
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Mysticus Magus Manifesto Spectaculum Mortuus Exercilor |
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We are they who adore the vast midnight skies |
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Where stars they shines like serpent eyes |
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We'll free thy soul from its chain |
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Arrive with thunderstorms and rain |
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From the darkest abyss graveland unfolds |
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Oh hear the distant echoes call |
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The eve of midnight a host supreme |
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Open thy world unseen |
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Eve of midnight |
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He who holds the book of sights |
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Shall be the ruler of the night |
