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A cold husk of evil

The black smoke grows

Passed unto the next life

Bereave for her mind

Awaken the vapour of death

A creeping haze upon her

Awaken the frostitute

The bride of decay

The hissing sound in the wind, with vigor and haste

She spreads like a mist, the forest; now death,

Now the movement of pain in your veins,

The poison, the nightmarish rage and hate

The piercing sound of her breath

A heaving punctured lung

Reak of lacerations and infection

Spew forth from the mouth

Disgusting and vile

The stalling sickness

Becoming the subordinate evil,

The demon, a witch, Bride of satan

The crafter of pain and evils

The watch begins,

Evolving, changing men to beast,

Cursed with bloodlust, cursed with hatred

Succubus, arise in black

Inordinate pain be embraced

May fear and hopelessness accompany death,

May pain and dread be seen at the end.