You wake alone in a dream,
victim, to the things you've seen,
your body's cold...
your body's dead...
oh no, black things in your head, yeah
the odor of the flesh!
the essence of death!
beast of chaos rise!
Sense of hunger, in your eyes...
Stalk the woods with primal fear,
corporeal, live flesh brings you near,
horns of fire...
skeletal remains...
ancient legend of fear, bring the pain.
The odor of flesh!
the essence of death!
beast of chaos rise!
the end has come, your demise
oh you damned wight of living hell.
no i've got you under my spell.
hear my call!
feel my wrath!
sent back to hell by the witch doctor's staff, yeah!
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