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I'm wandering through the silence ov
Night, through the breath ov evening's stench
I can hear screams from distance,
Woeful chorus ov a thousand crying children

The lust, the indescribable calling, beckoning the follower ov wisdom
Blinding the kindness ov a kind soul,
Filling the peaceful mind with terror
The horrors ov these accursed woods,
Rising to the rapture ov the night
Calling ov fear is like pleading ov the
Suffering ones, sheltered in this bleak valley

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I tell myself to turn around, but something controls my mind
Foul air steals my breath, poisoning the fragile tongue
Inside I see only death, I feel my skin growing gray
In despair there's only one way, I drown myself in stupor ov knowledge

Time and time again,
The screams ov these frozen woods, deliver their sinister call
The black goat ov the woods shall
Appear, that shapeless, demonic whole
So shall arrive the prophet ov madness, from the land ov cold oblivion
His servants now gather, calling the extinguisher ov life

The black goat ov the woods with a
Thousand young. Wife ov the Not-to-be-named one

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