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The Last Ritual
On the ground dosed red circles
Torches lit the foggy thicket
Robes surround my bindings
Lay in which is wet
Chanting
The Chanting echos
To the heart beat, the staff clashes
The earth smell...
Torches lit the foggy thicket
Robes surround my bindings
Lay in which is wet
Chanting
The Chanting echos
To the heart beat, the staff clashes
The earth smell...
