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Fear exploited, deaths fulfilled

Defiant - Strong willed with no regret

Mock the living, scorn the dead

Superstitions do not phase

All your beliefs, taken lives

Come to haunt as spirits of the dead

Haunting procession, the Day of the Dead

The souls you have taken come for reckoning!

Cursing out their names in frightening disbelief

Existence has no meaning,

it's called endless dread

Clock is winding down, fear return to life

Apparitions rise from the angry storms

As they take their form,

they come to take your soul

Clock is striking twelve, now is the tragic end