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Oh! What a septic embrace! |
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The flies circle over this poisonous place. |
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Death! Rotting scum all around! |
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Sludge underfoot pulls you down to the ground. |
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Oh! Do you loathe the decay |
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The bog growing stronger with each passing day |
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Hollow! Of horror and pain! |
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Tearing the flesh and draining your veins. |
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Murky and stagnant, caustic and timeless |
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No one is spared by this venomous pool. |
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Corpses dissolve, condemned to the darkness |
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Judgment is passed by the toxic lagoon. |
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A place in a wood, 'midst the dreary old trees |
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Shadows enclosing a swamp of disease |
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No animals here, just a horrible smell |
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The bog of despair will remind you of hell. |
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Like quicksand it beckons to all passing near |
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Try and come close and you'll soon disappear. |
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Fall in the bog, fetid stench all around |
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Miasma will deaden your screams as you drown! |
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Slithering serpents, forever will haunt me |
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Calling me forth to a terrible fate. |
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Echoing laughter from a featureless nightmare |
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Drowned in the mire, my death I await. |
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Melting your legs if you wade in too deep |
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Burning your eyes, it won't help if you weep |
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Horrible beasts kill you quick if you sleep |
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The bog is alive and your soul it will reap! |
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Unspeakable chill fills your heart at the sight |
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Facing your doom as your skin turns to white |
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The god-damned muck kills me twice out of spite |
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DIE IN THE BOG ON THIS TERRIBLE NIGHT. |
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The monsters are watching, as though in a trance |
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Circling the hollow in a sickening dance |
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Waiting for the bog to swallow me whole |
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Their hideous eyes stealing more of my soul... |
