Dismal fog devours you And leaves no trace of your course Terrifying silhouettes, arise from evil deads Searching for marrows and gore! No need to squint, when you’re so blind That fog you see, Is my Caligo Open your eyes, so dark inside That fog you see, Is my Caligo Faceless Ghouls rise back from the seas Echoing in the ghostly silence To take your soul intertwined Between the earth and the sky Liberate for this rendezvous By the moonlight the skeletons Begin their dance of macabre

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