One slays the other
His heart is torn out
Blood is drunk in frenzy
His own grave is dug
By hands in dirt
A skull becomes a cup
To drink the blood of the dead
He calls the serpentine
Before the earth
Within the depth
Something is moaning
The surface trembles
The speech is not of sanity
No comprehension is right
His heart is torn out
Blood is drunk in frenzy
His own grave is dug
By hands in dirt
A skull becomes a cup
To drink the blood of the dead
He calls the serpentine
Before the earth
Within the depth
Something is moaning
The surface trembles
The speech is not of sanity
No comprehension is right
( Nstrond )
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