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"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

Draped

Draped

In death

In death

The howl

The howl

Of lore

Of lore

Alas

My time is at an end

I have wallowed in self-pity

And I confess to you as part of final plight

"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

The last will and testament of father

The last will and testament of father

A syndicate's mass in the waiting room

”Like spiders weave”

Rumors spread fast above "regal" tombs

Enacted grief

I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding

Hiding

Hiding

And guide ”my” children through my trials

Put your trust

Put your trust

In my command

My command

I thin the blood

I thin the blood

I lift my hand

I lift my hand

"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

Draped in death

The howl of lore

The last will and testament of father

The last will and testament of father