Lying in the dark
Unclad, as the fog fills the black trees
Cold escaping through the damp earth
Gnawing away
Haunting silhouettes
Swept in black
Leering under the gibbous moon
Ah, stygian figures
Lying in the interstice
Not alive nor dead
The shadows approach
To ascend me
Under thunderous sky and gibbous moon
I now make my flight
Towards the dark sea
Home of the new lords
There is so much that we have yet to see
Held by the blinding church under lock and key
Oh, lords of the deep stygian sea
Cure us of our beastly idiocy

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