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Another string of sleepless nights

Nightmares call my name

Carnivorous plants with creeping vines

Strange and suffocate

The unspeakable secret of secrets

Locked in a wooden crate

Pandora's box, don't open till Christmas

By then it'll be too late

There's horrors in there unfit for human eyes

It's your decision, don't point at me

It fits the lock, now turn the key

There's things living that should have died

They've learned to walk, and learned to speak

They ought to crawl on savage feet

There's wicked things under the Earth

Imitating human speech

Venom drips from bloated tongues

Just beyond my reach

The unspeakable secret of secrets

Locked in a wooden crate

Pandora's box, don't open till Christmas

By then it'll be too late