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In the land of eternal night, where ghouls roam and deamons take flight,

I am but a lone wanderer, lost in the depths of despair.

I stand alone, a mortal soul, caught in the grasp of the unholy toll

Bound by an ancient curse, my fate entwined with these spirits perverse.

Ghouls claw at my soul, Deamons dance in the fire's glow,

I am consumed by their darkness, yet I find solace in their cold embrace.

An Unholy Pact of Shadows, a bond unbroken, my spirit lies forsaken

Ghouls, deamons, and I, in the depths of darkness, our souls aligned.