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I embrace the pale

I love the beauty of death

I invoke the dead

and the spirits come alive

Their hunger must be fed

they live amongst you

The cold darkness comes back again

Though it’s always present to me

I exist in the void of the shadows

Where no one dwells

The path is never narrow

in the opposing mind

the spirits come alive

The cold darkness comes back again

Though it always lives in me

I exist in the void of the shadows

The fire lives!

Spirits come alive

Their hunger must be fed

The shadows are gathering

Walls are closing in