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Hallowed dances upon glorified
Twisted minds, slaves
Witches and demons are the dead
In worship of who are led

of midnightly risen stones
Sounds of skulls and bones
Like they cling tight onto trees
Proud of their evilness, they are enemies

They are here in the five pointed star
To close up the of a time so far
End was not ended before
To meet the lord they highly adore

The Dead Choir whispers through
the eternal