Black Void Prey
The spirit of memories polluted
fingerprints crossing over your spine
Ghouls that crawl eerily creeping
from an abyss of the darkest claws scratching
Consuming with fire aching burns
scaled by nightmares of the past demons
From under tombstones they rise cold echoes
undead souls of bygone nightshades haunt
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