In this long dead city
There’s a demonic priest
With his serpent slipping
in black tunnels creeps
His priest is hidden down
In his hidden chambers
Abominations brewing
In these grisly caverns
The sun will set
On your crumbling city
You’ll pass away
Like mist from the sea
He’ll cast a shadow of doom
On your city’s ruins
Slow tides of oblivion
The dead are watching
He makes beasts of men
Mixing men with serpents
In his dark creation
Many spawns of darkness
Blasphemy and terror
From his arch fiends
Nameless shapes at night
from outer voids of madness
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