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In the land of the sleepless malice

Pest-ridden creeps crawl

With swollen lymphs of abscess

Plagued by the sorcerers call

Foul of decay - An aura of terror

Black breath possession - In the grip of the conjuror

A toxic presence - The gates of horror

Through leagues of decay

Beasts in the darkness prey

His servants seek the flame

In the shadows your carcass is maimed

In the virulent vale

A citadel of evil

Stone fortress

Embraced by spires

A tower held by

The gates of horror

The gates

Of horror