Shape shift, dark rift,
In a language spoken by stars all swift.
Heartless, distress,
Through halls of magic one possessed.
Dead ghost, dark host,
A whisp’ of hauntings shore-to-coast.
Black dance, romance,
Necrocannibal advance.
We dwell, farewell,
Under a ghostly gaze enspelled…
End.
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