Dread the end of summer
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On the blackest of all nights,
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The feast of samhains waking
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In the mist of pagan rites.
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The sunlight now is waning
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As the undead walk the land.
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Tonight's chaos - no mortal understands...
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The festival of darkness
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Under red october moon:
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The powers of black witchcraft
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In evil winds of ruin:
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Demons ride the autumn sky
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In thunder clouds and rain -
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The gasps of forlorn souls who live again.
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Dare walking this night, ye wanderer,
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Ye life and soul you'll loose!
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When hunted by his jetblack hound,
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You'll surely meet your doom!
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His eyes are burning red like fiery coal,
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His cape - his leathery wings!
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His breath will sear your back like winds from hell
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The Night Of The Demon Lord
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| Barathrum |
