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The Pit
Deep and dank below this Earth are the burning pits of Hell. All manner of foul beasts in this place do dwell. Ghouls and Ghosts and Demons too all waiting to get free. We wish to surface soon, to rip and tear with glee A Flash of light arises from these depths to the earth above. All Hallows Eve is now upon us, we shall tear down all you love. A murmur from these evil fiends, we know our time is here. We climb and we clamber, we sense sweet flesh is near Our hour of our ascension, it has come we know that it is time We shall tear you all asunder, when we hear the Midnight chime. The smell of innocence floats upon the breeze, we shall taste sweet flesh again. This is our time, but once a year we are given this free reign. Clawed hand and hooded cowl, amongst mankind once more. We shall burst forth from down deep, shall explode from Hell’s locked door A feast, it is awaiting, we shall fill on your young and old. A nightmare from the netherworld, A horror story told. The hour it has come and gone. The carnage, it was the Reapers final song. All Hallows eve has ended now, we return to the pit unseen. Body’s torn and limbs all ripped away,. This our legacy to you on HALLOWEEN
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