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A Majestic night of the storming darkness.
Mystic chants fill the scent of air.
My vision is absent of reason, Absent of sanity.
The keys and gates to unhallowed lands.

I am one with the will of the night,
guided by the lunar senses, absent of light.

Wolfen hunger and primal splendor.
Into unhallowed lands I wander.

I run through the woods with fierce pace.
Into the vast mountainside.
Inhaling the clearest of air.
The vast untamed wild,
like thunder it calls my name.
These unhallowed lands I conquer.

A feral bond to the magic of the nightly woods.
Behold nature spirits, this son of man enters,
With wisdom, with knowledge
Let no sun rise again.

Peace of mind in the forever dark,
unfathomed yet within reach.
The keys and gates to unhallowed lands.

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