I look outside through the broken window
A forest of souls, condemned to oblivion
The whispers calls for me
Come, the answer you seek
The enigma to solve lies beyond these woods
A corpse wrapped in sheet and chains
Materialized before my eyes
It shows a story of unspoken words
Stained with filth
Summoned through hate
Born in despair
Death is my fate
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