Funeral Circle corpus of dark sorcery

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He walks with a lantern in hand,
Down darkened halls yo the catacombs below.
Cyclopean doorway - now a portal of fire.
The sorcerer lifts his hand,
Gives the cryptic command.
Chanting magick incantations,
Uttering spells of the dead,
Spoken form a Book of Souls;
The unholy Funeral Circle,
it becomes...
Summoned from realms of darkness,
Chthonic creatures; corrupt.
They betray their mortal master,
the malefic conjuror.
Chanting magick incantations,
Uttering spells of the dead,
Spoken from a Book of Souls;
This unholy Funeral Circle,
It beckons...
Below...

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