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Secluded in self-inflicted isolation,

I renounce the life of the living.

My human form belongs to the earth,

To the worm full soil,

The supreme shredder of life,

The beginning and the end,

In which I wander as a ghost

When the light fades, I resurge,

I become present

And manifest myself

In between worlds.

The time has come again

And darkness is my shrine.

The spirits manifest again

And darkness is my shrine.

Evil is loose again

And darkness is my shrine.

I am the supreme medium

And darkness is my shrine.

I am the supreme medium

And darkness is my shrine.

Through darkness and fog,

I prowl in the night,

As a curse waiting to be unleashed

Again all forms of life.

Amidst long forgotten remains,

I wait for the final hour of man…