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Outside of time and space,
In between the folds of normal place,
There lies a home, where ghouls wake,
Deep inside the catacombs.
There sleeps a people, strange and familiar.
They dance around reality’s pillar.
And do not welcome anyone not similar.
Deep inside the catacombs.
They believe themselves out of God’s sight.
They come out to play late at night.
To host infernal banquets with wretched sights.
Deep, inside, the catacombs.
For when they party among us they seem the same.
Participating in orgies of no shame,
And when it’s over, only the victims are to blame,
Laying deep, inside, the catacombs.
In between the folds of normal place,
There lies a home, where ghouls wake,
Deep inside the catacombs.
There sleeps a people, strange and familiar.
They dance around reality’s pillar.
And do not welcome anyone not similar.
Deep inside the catacombs.
They believe themselves out of God’s sight.
They come out to play late at night.
To host infernal banquets with wretched sights.
Deep, inside, the catacombs.
For when they party among us they seem the same.
Participating in orgies of no shame,
And when it’s over, only the victims are to blame,
Laying deep, inside, the catacombs.
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