Dead Grid Incantation

Screaming souls across the dead grid

Blured faces and voices crystallized

Beneath the ground howling choirs weep

You shut down; to you it's no longer realWho are you, why did you come here child?

This is the realm of the dead grid, step inside

To the other place, where no one should ever go

Welcome in to learn the things you shouldn't

Know.

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