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Grey Skin (Enochian Crescent)

Do you dare to join the choir Of opened skin and weeping flesh Dare you take this sharp key And penetrate the carnal wall What treasures will it reveal? Perhaps a hidden truth beneath... This drooling call attracts the one Made of shadows and grey skin Dare you open the jaws And look into the red Open the gates of skin And see the horde within Dare you listen their weeping (Those red tears dropping) The silent moans from their mouths And the flowing sighs... Dare you take this path For it's made of bleeding And of suffering and screams ...Although it's all rewarding I dare to tread there Where the unfanged jaws drool Bitter phlegm to amuse The horde of shadows... ...And grey skin