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Minutes to go, your face turns pale,
As you float through the void of no-return.
Darkness fills your eyes,
Feelings of Death are all around.
Screams of gore and doom are heard,
Where is the way out?
Is there one?
Hold the chalice, drink it's unholy liquid.
Feast on flesh of leper corpses,
You have been called to sit with The Beast,
To make Evil your wrath,
To suffer the Good,
And make eternal night.
Smash skulls, rip ribs apart,
Devour your victims with the Power of Evil.
Relish, as you draw the blood

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