The Wakedead Gathering vertex ii the key

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Be calm
Be solace
Be our shepherd
Be the cure of our disease
I am rage
I am sadness
Your executioner
I am the one who holds the Key
Release us
From bondage
Your servants
We beg on bloodied hands and knees
Taking
My possessions
My playthings
My pleasure is your slavery
Feed us
Your answers
Nourish
The ones who bear your weight
Starving
Like vermin
Like locusts
You are the objects of my hate
Shelter
In your strength
In your power
Hold the wicked at the Gate
Outcasts
You are vagrants
You have trespassed
The astral bond I terminate
Fallen kings
Lying priests
Ancient dreams
Mockery
Glacial cities
Sunken lairs
Unknown realms
Fantasy
Poison tomes
Abject rituals
Foolish worship
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