A sinister voice has gathered us here
In the midst of the night deep inside the forest
Feeling of perversion around us
The weakest fall into disease
Clouds of storm, mud and bones
Everywhere
Morbid soil
Savage instincts emerge, pleasure unleashed
Dancing over human remains, inhaling profane dust
There is something crawling
It is nourished by disease
Under the light of a powerful thunder
It has been petrified
Mephitic Monolith
An effigy of a shapeless being
Symbol of filth