Follow me, into obscurity…
I’ll lead you to a domain of painful existence
One where the tortured spirits deplore
Cries from beyond ar heard
At one with fire, our lord
Welcome to the afterlife
Too late to cry for compassion now
Have chosen non-repentance
Blistering winds consume your flesh
Ghouls all to see, unholy beaconing
Searing tides, deplete your soul
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