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A house deep in the woods

covered in haze,

bats caught in spiderwebs

a witches place.

A table made of bones,

a banquette laid waiting.

There are the four of them,

one for each race.

The ancient boogiemen

stuck in their ways.

Not one will compromise,

no losing face staring.

The great Demonarchy,

it is the unholy gathering.

The great Demonarchy,

their welcome is wearing thin.

The end is closing in!

Bloodsucker and the witch

have their disputes.

The wolf and the undead

have issues too.

This dinner has been called

to hash it through barely.

The great Demonarchy,

it is the unholy gathering.

The great Demonarchy,

their welcome is wearing thin.

The end is closing in!

"I'm the chairman of this board"

said the vampire in a rage.

"There will be order in this board

or damnit there's hell to pay!"

Submit, submit, submit!

The wolf's biding her time,

the witch sharpens her knife.

The great Demonarchy,

it is the unholy gathering.

The great Demonarchy,

their welcome is wearing thin.

The end is closing in!

There on the clearing's edge

wanders a child,

his sister Lizzy is lost

out in the wild.

He hopes that she's okay,

he fears she's not.

He's calling out her name,

it's all for naught.

"Lizzy, Lizzy, Lizzy..."