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Buried in the cemetery

In this cold and desolate world

Death was just the start

Of his final and awaited return

Hundreds of years haves passed

Decayed his body rots

As his tombstone stands tall

Night begins to fall

Demons surround his tomb,

To exhum his corpse

Their evil ritual begins

And in the shadows death lurks

Sepulchral breath

The breath of life it needs

Is invoked in demonic tongue

As he awaits anxiously

The return of his immortal...