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Rise up from the depths of the dead

Languish in the morning light

Scatter among ruins and decay

Take flight in the boxed grave

Cursed by life and given to the dead

Shackled from the dark night, cold to the earth

Rise upon the starlight, shrieking voices heard

Into the day cloaked in faded shade

Shun the stained breath, gaze to the sage

Mystified forms, chattering blackness

Fallen from time with fractured, crooked necks

Languid lies, a penchant for wretched life

Unclean decline, unseen in night or light

Arise from the darkened gloom and cherish as

Dead life slumbers awake unto nothingness

Go forth and become holy and infected

Come lie into the depths of the dead

”May death die”