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The Black Dahlia Murder Nocturnal

rain. A warped diction of scriptures befouled, traditions steeped within disgraces reviled. Father, unholy one, to your night realm we bow. Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black

: This twisted, wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of Hell. In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell. Where the doors

: Removal of the eyes gives my heart a sudden chill. I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will. How their greenish flecks befell me that starlit

crimson rain. A warped diction of scriptures befouled, traditions steeped within disgraces reviled. Father, unholy one, to your night realm we bow. Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black

: Devastate, leave them weeping in your wake. A family's broken dreams with gloved hand I separate. Mutilate them, carve them up, bring them to their

: Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming on the battlefield, born reared on the teat of my dear mother war. Hardened to stone through abuse, mocked

crimson rain. A warped diction of scriptures befouled, traditions steeped within disgraces reviled. Father, unholy one, to your night realm we bow. Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black