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They are Nine

Like the circles of Hell

They are All

Like ether in the fog

They crawl and form

In the shadows they dwell

They harness dreams

And strangle souls

They know the truth

And preach the Lie

They are blind

But through the Worm they see

Tyrants

Vultures of the worlds beyond

Tyrants

Masters of the Crimson Whore

They keep their blood

In sacred vaults

They weave the web

Of Darkness....

They breath sulfur

And forge pain

They feast on tears

And desolation

Infernal Dukes

Breeders of sorrow

They move the sun

They light the moon