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(Distant echoes rise from the crypt… A chorus of the forgotten…)

Beneath the earth, where silence reigns

Through hollow halls of dust and chains

Carved in stone, the rites remain

Sepulchral voices call my name

Deep, droning hums, voices fading into silence…

The dust remembers… The echoes remain…

Through the void, through the grave

Sepulchral chants, the dead enslave

Echoes chant rites of the unholy

Through mist and shadow, the hymns resound

A choir of wraiths in the burial ground

Their whispers weave the ancient spell

A song of mourning, a curse of hell

Deep, droning hums, voices fading into silence…

The dust remembers… The echoes remain…

Through the void, through the grave

Sepulchral chants, the dead enslave

Echoes chant rites of the unholy

Candles flicker in the ashen gloom

Smoke and blood embrace the tomb

A spectral hand in dust appears

To carve the sigil, to drown in fears

The voice of the grave in tongues unknown

Resonates deep in marrow and bone

Through rotting lungs, through endless pain

The choir sings its dark refrain

Deep, droning hums, voices fading into silence…

The dust remembers… The echoes remain…

Through the void, through the grave

Sepulchral chants, the dead enslave

Echoes chant rites of the unholy