Tonight is the night
we expected
the dead shall inherit
the lands
A pile of laughing skulls
sing a song of spells
an omen written
in a cipher
The sin-eater's feast
is now served
let me eat the bread
and drink the beer
A black cat's dream
shrouds the widow's plight
stars fade away
leaving the darkest sky
Woe to the living
for they are the prey
under the full moon's light
marches the demise
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