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See the path

Marked by thorns

Skulls

Bushes

Bones and moss

It leads you

To their hideout

Where they reunite

With the despised one

Wearing dead skin

They invoke him to

Abuse of the weakest ones

Sow fear

Reap the pain

Mankind fall to your knees

Spread evil out of this cavern

Turning out to night

They fly ordered by the unspeakable

It's time to snatch the children

And turn them into

Amorphous entities

Witches making deals

To take advantage of

Mercyful souls

Requesting for help which

Never going to come

Unless you give as offer

Your firstborn son

They might protect you

From the

Dark lord