Of cold white stone I speak
And flesh heavily tortured by evil
Statue of an unfeeling beauty
A naked sorrowful reality is often
Hidden inside
Beyond good and evil there is a transfer
In the garden of silence
A conspiracy whispered upon the forest
In deep of my heart silent reading the book
Mastering the prodogies of undead
Thier eyes fulfilled by love
Unacceptable.
She is mine over her will
Drink my water again and again
Mute reenge
Your servent Shub Niggurath!
Black goat of woods!
Silent watching my cavern the man of stone
Under the snow under the rain
Imprisoned here mind frozen dying forever
Doom of tomorrow is ours.

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