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It haunts my dreams

This old and dark path to the ruins of Cantara

This malicious and secret place Deep in the woods

The burial grounds of Cantara

Unholy Grounds, Unholy Grounds ...

Mist protecting these ancient walls

The graveyard ... roots crawling all over the place

Ancient Statues staring from the dark

A huge tower in between the graves

They say it is a sacred place

The burial grounds of Cantara

Unholy Grounds, Unholy Grounds ...

Midnight

Fires are lit and words are spoken

Ancient rhymes and incantations

I see them rising

Spirits of the Cantara brotherhood

Rising from their graves

The things I have seen in my dreams

You would not believe

Shadows moving in the dark

Like spirits in the mist

Unholy Grounds, Unholy Grounds ...