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    Through the land of Tuonela, I make my journey
    To solve the mysteries of the grave, my heart's violent yearning.
    The noisome welkin oozes down raining sour bile
    Like a worm-eaten face full moon shines on bright.

    Interrment is the end of pain, escape from life's nauseous flame.

    Across a field of mouldy grass I ride post and fast
    On a reindeer mummified with the witch-drum last.
    Heading for a citadel built from howling bones,
    Filling this heaving night with dark insane moans.

    Interrment is the end of pain, escape from life's nauseous flame.

    Approaching the castle gate I see it's keeper
    He is the blind ape of fate, ancestor of the reaper.
    Hailing from a nearby lake, a monstrous fleshy arrow
    Aimed at our pallid world to kill us in our barrow.

    Internet is the end of pain, escape from life's nameless fane.

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