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Hallowed dances upon graves
Twisted minds, slaves
and demons are supporting the dead
In of who they are led

Views of midnightly stones
of clattering skulls and bones
Like shadows they tight onto trees
Proud of their evilness, they are enemies

They are gathered here in the pointed star
To close up the ritual of a so far
End what was not ended
To meet the Satan they highly adore

The Dead Choir whispers through
the eternal