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We Came With The Plague
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Ancient Remains Sealed In Onyx And Borne By Rats
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They Moan With Anticipation For The Imminent Bloodbath
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Shadowy Strength Gathered In Cursed Dirt
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A History Written In Scars And Ill-Healed Wounds
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A Thousand Deaths Died, A Million More Delivered
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Seed Of Belial-Xu
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Spawn Of Phlegm And Rot
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Eyes In Darkness Without Form
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My Spider's Web Clings To Her Lips
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Kept Alive For The Nascent Minions To Feast Upon
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Shuttered Windows Against The Echoing Cacophony Of Panic
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Within His Tower Priapic Of Petrified Blood - Wasted, Drained, Crying Out To Desolation Alon
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