Begone spirits untrue, my warning you shall heed;
Leave now and make haste, your lies have no need;
Darkness falls upon the judge, jury, and executioner, may the unclean race to escape with speed;
Escape you try and do not suceed;
May you beg for mercy though mercy be denied;
The faces you see make you quake with fear, run though you cannot not hide;
Sleep comes with a price, one that you cannot ignore;
Punishment has its name, to know it, just open the door.
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