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Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench |
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Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks |
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The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance |
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...of the contagious children of the crypt |
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Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased |
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Stealthy heralds, sharpening the scythe of plague |
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The parade of creeping shadows, like a living floor |
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A carpet of sharp teeth and black filthy hair |
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Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory |
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Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth |
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Only death is real |
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Eaten by rats |
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Deep down enshrined inside the walls of stone |
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Black death's reflection in a pair of red eyes |
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Around each corner, awaiting to inject painful death |
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For them to devour the poisoned human flesh... |
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Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory |
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Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth |
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Only death is real |
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Eaten by rats... |
