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A magician with powers so strange resurrected from the past |
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He changed dust into flesh so not to rest eternally |
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See: What is dust? |
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Death? Or youth for life? [Joseph Curwen] |
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Onwards your spell drew it |
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Eyes will seek for you, trust a secret faith in the unknown ancient melancholic times |
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Where the mist was, the old, the weak, are silenced |
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Like the folks that ran away after years |
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Never play with the raising of the dead |
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Powerful minds will overtake yours |
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Do not call up that which you can't put down |
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Memorize the words of the descending node |
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I'm climbing down now, it's dark in here |
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I hear the moaning now |
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I'm going back again to the cellar stairs |
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I hear the moans again |
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This time |
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I hide my fear |
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I climb down deep and find the answers here |
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Embrace the darkness! [based on the story by H. P. Lovecraft] |