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Winter! Time of rites

That my forefathers did

I am arriving at town...

Kingsport; land of deprivation

I knock on the door...

An old man opens it

Necronomicon

The book of occult dreams

The elder man went out

The street was old and cold

Full of strange people

They went into the church

Down the stairs...

I descended underground

Eternal path...

Necronomicon evoked

Rites!

And then the darkness began

The hordes of horror came

Disgusting shapeless things

Riders of the death

Winter time of rites...

Nightmares and madness...

Winter, time of rites...

My forefathers told me...

I am arriving at town...

Kingsport