I am ancient, and I am patient*
I shall teach you all the true agony
Of my vengeance and my wrath
This, my teachings, of the obsolete
Your confused cries
Is what drives me
I prowl the night shades
Behold! I am the archaic wraith
I bear no serenity, only discord
My sickness will not bring you any tranquility
I bring no harmony, only hells horde
These powers of malice I possess, I use willingly
I will inflict my furious sorrow
Upon your inner thoughts and emotions
My hymns shall cause great havoc and distress
My final judgment of despair to your kind... shall fall

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