Violet gases fill the air tonight
Dead ones rise from the Sanctuary of Madness

The candles burning in the night
A ghastly face stares from the shadows
The moon, it bleeds out on the still
Harkening mystery and secrets

Her voice is from the past
You can hear it in the darkness of time, running backwards
It's a sound that strikes terror
In your heart you will recognize the pain from the past

She strikes with impending doom
Controlling your body and mind, and tearing you apart
Your last breath is taken alone

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