On This Night of Fullmoon Black Candles Burn Ancient Magick Runes Proclaim His Return The Nocturnal Winds are Howling in the trees Whispering: The Desolate One shall return! The Ravens have Gathered above me As I Utter The Ancient Curse: Amma i piad sa madriaax! Amma chis pir, Tonug! Amma i adohi de piripsol! Drilpa Vovina Torzul od Quasb ilsi!!!
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