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Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance ...of the contagious children of the crypt Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased Stealthy heralds, sharpening the scythe of plague The parade of creeping shadows, like a living floor A carpet of sharp teeth and black filthy hair Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth Only death is real Eaten by rats Deep down enshrined inside the walls of stone Black death's reflection in a pair of red eyes Around each corner, awaiting to inject painful death For them to devour the poisoned human flesh... Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth Only death is real Eaten by rats...