I am the coffin spirit Old ghost of vengeance Cold may be my bones Long since decayed my heart Still here in this crypt My cursed being bound Not even rats have returned Since many centuries But soon i will again Have their hungry company Foolish humans have come To try and rob my graves Let them enter my darkness And break the seal My blades thirst for blood For it is near... So their fortune seeking Became my rarest joy Corpses of thieves a fest For the rats have returned...
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