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TO THE GRIM LAIR..."...At The Strike Of The Midnight Hour, Sifting Through Squalid Corridors... Lies The Haunting Whispers Heard From That Of Her Lonely Soul, Drifting Across The Creaking Floors... Doleful, Waiting To Welcome Home Her Lover From Long Ago... Into Eternity... Bemoaned Centuries Of Longing For Lust, She Plagues Ancient Shores With Open Arms... And Dissipates With A Derelict Heart Once More... Into The Abducting Fog, Of Dismal...Forlorn...Amor E Morte..."- Grimcradle of filth
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