Darest dreams of painful memories
Winged hoards from the abyess
Ritualistic orgy of suffering
Intoxicating scent of blood
Screams like the howling ban sidhe
The wooded glen echoes
Tormented soulds cry out for salvation
But there is no answer from the skies
Just the bloodcurdling
Just the bloodcurdling laughter from below
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