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Chained and locked

Inside condemned to rot

Door ajar

Putrid stench black as tar

Shadows emerge, stalk, and crawl

Voices scream, heed their call

Foul omens of certain death

Sick, demented, obsessed

Velvet twilight beams across the moon

Smoldering my mind

Grotesque, sounds within the tomb

Come alive

Consecration, a higher purpose

Mystic groves of tranquility

Vivid dreams, morbid landscapes

Blessed for this eternal sleep

Hells of confinement have no bounds

Tales of rites through bygone years cast a deathly shroud

Mourn not, renounce thy name

Death becomes thy crown.