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Howling Furies
Abandon all hope for these who enter
Cause there ain't too much of that down here
A clouded mist in the darkened tunnel
And twisted screams are growing near
Now you're down here
You're gonna all stay
Cause the howling furies
Wanna come out and play
you're headed for doom
You'd better prepare
Cause in this part of the woods
Almost anything's fair
You lied and cheated in your miserable life
Met your end with a butcher knife
We laughed when you died
you sit in you grave
Waiting to turn into satan's slave
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