Let me tell you a story
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happened to me
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that changed my life
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and will chill the blood in your veins
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Lonely I was roaming
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unaware of what could lurk beyond the hills
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hidden in twilight's shades
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Chutulu's spawn
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older then time and space themselves
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through the cellar floor it rises
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Chutulu's spawn
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a twisted geometry in her sight
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The horror
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The sky turned to black
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I reached for a near shelter,
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a gloomy house where an old host
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was keeping a grim tale
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He told me about the girl
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who stole the soul of his son, she led the house
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to ruin and pain and still she haunt that place:
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Chutulu's spawn
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older then time and space themselves
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through the cellar floor it rises
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Chutulu's spawn
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I must escape from this dark mansion
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Terror rising
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Her long black hair it seemed to live
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Reminding the ancient myth of Medusa
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"Do you want to see the: thing upstairs?"
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was the old man daring me?
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"Stare at her portrait and she will come back to life"
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and the painting started to move:
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again: and again: and again
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As I saw her image I understood
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the truth was more than meets the eye
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She incarnated the ancient ones
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that should not exist
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the unholy Necronomicon's forgotten breed
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Possessed by fear I found my hand wielding the gun
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shooting with frantic speed
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'till the painting was destroyed
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I ran away from that place and later on the road
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a farmer told me that that house
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was burnt six years ago
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[Inspired by the novel "Medusa's Coil", written by H.P. Lovecraft and Zealia Bishop (May 1930)]
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Medusa's Coil
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| Stormlord |
