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The shadow calls

Within my dreams, an unearthly wail

draws ever closer, entrancing me

It cries for blood, its eldritch thirst

unsatisfied

Madness devours me, escape my only end

A decision made in desperation

Ancient blood ritual, unholy magic seeded with

the lives of the wretched

"Mercy!"; their pathetic cry

The judgement passed: no quarter for a worthless life

Loathsome, their cowardice

Undignified in their death as they were alive

Paint the man, cut the lines

cut the flesh

Paint the man, cut the lines

let it come

Within my dreams, an unearthly wail

draws ever closer, entrancing me

it cries for blood; its eldritch thirst

unsatisfied