Unholy Masquerade

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Hallows Eve beckons a great celebration,

infusing the air with a delightfully wicked sensation.

Night winds stir with the current of foreboding,

summoning beasts from the abyss of unbridled loathing.

The wolves of forgotten ages howl at the moon,

as nameless demons prowl while the witches swoon.

In the unexplored depths of an abandoned cathedral,

devils celebrate their love for evil.

Children of the night come out to play,

with sickles in hand they chant and slay.

Something wicked churns and brews,

for the unholy masquerade is about to ensue.

A parade of sacrifices to put on show,

come and watch their delicious blood flow.

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