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Satan's Hollow
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Satanic Serenades Nocturne arises, dusk has come
Starry lumanesence
Lucifer's face shines in the western sky
The nook awaits amidst the black twisted tree
Five chairs 'round the circle stand for thee
The horned skull there gazing into the night
Moonlight filters through the gnarled grasp
Quietude in darkened corner, course the breeze
The Shadowy form ignites the hellflame
The muse dances and echoes among the garden leaves
The sounds of creatures great and small
To prance about and feel the thrall
The scent of jasmine afloat in the crisp air
The eeriness increases there
Begins the world created afresh
Whispering thoughts inspiring haunted breath
The Noctuary there it dwells
A Gate of sin, a Gate of Hell
Herein, the daemons dwell
The bane of mortals, upon which it feeds
The black embrace devours the energy
Black soil calls forth unto the beast
With shimmering eyes He leads
The cauldron stirs with Belial's Brew
Embibed with infernal ecstasy
A nightmare to some, a dream to another
The phantom speaks the ancient number
'Neath clouds of blue, gray, and purple
And dawn is soon to being the slumber
The wings of night enfold for now
With shining star upon its brow
To rise again with the shades
In glory, in wisdom, and in strength
To birth the darkness of the glade
And Satan's Hollow returns eternal again.
