Extend your shivering hand
And open the gate
You’ll hear a rasping sound
Welcomes you to the path
That leads your darkest journey

The garden which you walk through
Is full of graveyards
Do not waste time
Night creatures will still be dangerous for you
Come through the door

Do not think you’re entering a world without rights
Never forget, darkness has its own virtues
Let pain and despair grow inside you
Never forget, darkness has its own virtues

You will find entrance as bewitching
Listen the whispering sounds, relax
You must go down to second floor underground
Find stairs, listen them groan

In there, the rite for you is gonna take place
Kneel down and wait against the candles
You must swear that you’ll feed on pouring blood
Let the pains of dying humanity be your life

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