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The jungle of doom
The jungle of doom
Lies mysteries beyond the grave
You hear the calling of desperate pleas
thou the wind blows pain of hope
you know there is No escape
All else is lost in the mist
He stalks you with cunning warp
You feel his wrath afflict you
As the violent trees attack
You know nothing but fear
rapid forces of evil violate you
The grass smothers you with shame
you can see there is No comfort
Nothing but the cadence of darkness
The future is gone
Nevertheless the clouds of fury taking over
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