Hooded Menace / Ilsa
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1. Hooded Menace - Catacombs of the Graceless
Fear frozen in the dead eyes
Life has drained from the veins
The hanging woman bothering minds
There is more to it than they know
Gravedigger with a deranged mind
in love with the dead
Wicked widow calling spirits
The doctor reanimates the deceased
Black magic, morbid desires
Mad science so vile
Macabre mystery
A crypt full of horrors
The mansion will fall
In chaos and misery
The loon is roaming the catacombs
For cadavers, fresh and old
Violent decapitation
As an undead he is to meet soon
Evil begets evil
Black magic, morbid desires
Mad science so vile
Macabre mystery
A crypt full of horrors
The mansion will fall
In chaos and misery
Catacombs of the Graceless
Catacombs of the Graceless
2. Ilsa - Titan Arum
Uprooted, utterly lost without guidance
to search through these halls of long abandon.
To search. Search to reclaim what is lost.
Powers gone, all strengths depleted. Abandoned, is selfish optimism.
Abandoned for today, it does not return. Alone, Alone and this is how
it shall always be, in the midst of comrades or adversaries,
I speak for none but myself. I speak to none but myself:
“In foreign tongues, speak softly. For there is no value in empty arrogance,
or presentiment of friendship.”
No reminder needed, newfound direction heeded.
Solitude, in happiness or despair.
The seclusion of farthest, menacing halls, weep for nothing but dignity,
grief for little more than the vapidity of mortal desire.
Solitude, in happiness or despair. Seek no other to uphold thy pillars.
Titan Arum, Blossom of Gore.
I am the Titan, Master of War.
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