.From the bottom of the pit
of nightmares she will come
From the dungeons of insanity
to haunt the wicked mind
A crooked finger points,
a spell is cast, words can kill
A weaver of the web of tears,
a daughter of the dark
Oh, the moon is so cold
See the grace o.
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