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Mosaic of bones, bathed in light

Face in the mirror, bathed in light

Midnight, freezing in the graves

Fire in the veins

Traipse under moonlight

Procession to the pyre

Licking thy lips in fiendish wantonness

Procession to the pyre

Red twilight, fetal darkness

Deceivers escape

With a stake through the heart

With leather glove

Turn the pages freely

Within the burning walls

Labyrinthian tongues

Mystery in shroud

Pios pages, fingers black as pitch,

Prurients with blackened maw

DAY OF WRATH