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His divine soul that speaks to thee

Decay and sorrow is what you see

The return of what shall not be

From death no living is able to flee

Strolling through the graveyard near

Tie the knot, I will die here

And open gates of far beyond

Where life and death shall ever bond

See my corpse there at a tree

As eternity will be set free

To haunt you from the silent grave

Where weeds and clover gently wave

Now rotten hands dig up the earth

The splendour of a corpses rebirth

"The soul that pines for eternity

Shall outspan death

You dweller of the twilight void

Come dunwich"