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  • Sealed of doors existing by man they shan't be touched Trespassing the limits by entering its grounds Step out of life into planes of obscured chaotic dimensions abroad Unspeakable terror to man its unknown the kind of destruction it holds Still a man was searching for what lies beyond Never was expecting what in hell went wrong The lid of the cradle was removed by the blinded The force starts to work upon their souls Screaming in pain for a possession is granted The ones who's about to slowly rot He's twitching body's aching it shakes in fear the tears is poring down He begs in cries to heaven my sin was wrong can you forgive my actions NO FUCKING WAY what he disturbed – awoke – opened up its eyes watching him decay – bleeding – seems to be its ways pungent odors now rise – gore – trembling in fear for a piece of mind – is a – distant memory by the carnage of his soul – dead – mutilated faith demonized in deep – tunnel – life is now enclosed revelations is all gone – haunt – for the curious one framed within the dark – evil – exits wont appear A stench start to rise around the cursed excavation Grotesque is the one who caused the smell In search for the carrier he looks at his body The stink comes from his own rotting flesh Demonic environment its trying to pierce through his soul All that surrounds him – must die – reach for the fireaxe Stab the shadows cutting the air effect non – there's no escape – Start to realize he will hit nothing fleeing from the holocaust – Understand its useless to run – Hellbound by sensation locked forever trapped For the dark discover one of seven depths Step out of life into planes of obscured chaotic dimensions abroad Unspeakable terror to man its unknown the kind of destruction it holds No more men are searching for what lies beyond Dead souls now are resting before the gates bizarre The cursed ones doomed – damned – wandering around Searching for the light – witch he – knows he'll never find Makes no difference to repent – no – no use to confess He has been possessed – demon – elemental dead Takes the last breath of his life – are – choking in his lungs Penetrates his soul – suffer – diabolic pain Just lay down to fucking rot – when – he feels the touch of god Back into the dark – lower – dead and grotesque

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