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and the dead awakes the Earth shakes the birth of the seven headed dragon snakes it's way into your mind making it prey to every kind of pain you can imagine the pageant of mundane the poignant Point made plain the ointment remained with that strange smell of sulfur from hell repelled by our Humanity Satan Creeps in Insanity follows the tree Hollows it's sleepy