Black of Night in Beguiling Shade,
Misconstrue and Silently Enshroud,
While All the Harmony of Quietus Ensues,
Hear Unhallowed Memory Singing Loud.
Dance, Fire of Mystic Calamity,
Muting and Subduing Surreptitiously,
Intrinsic as the Ebon Hours
Flowering with Bold Duplicity.
As the Nighttide Whispers her Tranquil Tune,
Mystic Fire Ignites the Ancient Rune.
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