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    (bkz: Passage To Arcturo) (bkz: ROTTING CHRIST)

    My soul is trembling, Asphyxiated exhalation
    But, feel like my name
    Starting around the tombs of marble
    Untouched carry the crew of ages

    An unwed coffin attracts me
    Inside the fear an odd wonder
    Strange prompting as I read the name

    now rest in my new dwelling
    the property calls "Be done"
    I'm the old coffin spirit
    Master and slave on my own land

    Well hidden behind the pute stars
    Fluttering in distant unknown zones
    Macabre dance with the diastric winds
    hrismed to haunt the kiss of light
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