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You are kidnapped

Dragged out of bed

Hands in black gloves

Jump down your throat

Don’t be surprised

Your reckless rites

Brought these results

Your call is heard

You should be glad

Mysterious sect

Knows how to use

Your mortal flesh

Ground is wet

Moonlight is dim

People are dragging

You through the wood

The forest is left behind

You see the lighted glade

The crimson fire burns

Skulls are scattered around

People are forming a circle

People are singing a prayer

Cry in the dark

Funeral pyre

For your flesh

Vile sacrifice

Bloody rite

Burning meat

Your charred bones

Will be used

As black bricks

For darkest church

Church of damned

Church of dead