.The sun falls behind the shadowed mountains,
As darkness descends over the forest.
Flames flicker in the distance,
Unholy chants and footsteps can be heard.
Hooded figures emerge from bushes,
Flaming torches in hands.
Prepare the knife and golden chalice,
For fresh blood that is.
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