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Claws pulled back in dismay

Behold the Morbid Saints last March

Lungs now filled with unfailing dark

Leaving a whining Shadow in your blood

White light black rain

Behold the Morbid Saints last parade

Cascades of ash and swift decay

Screaming whispers of a Funeral Dawn

Wreaths of black iron Deathcult caravan

Behold the Morbid Saint in his grave

Murderous current of needle sharp teeth

Sunken deep into the flesh of the unwashed