My cauldron evaporates a ghost of yore faceless at first
More angered then before
Shub Niggurath...Hecate...all those named ye Night towards ye visions am I to glide
Hexe Niggurath...come within my soulside
Decadent beauty...keep ye sun hid
towards ye spheres am I to glide
slowly strideth forth (my sidhe) over the nebular woodpath - unlit...
Hexe...Niggurath... Hexe...Niggurath...
Hear me now...dryad...like demoness sitting in a tree
This autumn Zephyr - the very breath of Thee cleansing me
Whilst deep therein Thy body Undead
(green) Grimwoods namely facing mine altar
I standeth in that queer sphere...
...of damask lethargy
Grinning Ghoul - Grimwood Ghost Lyrics
Grinning Ghoul - Grimwood Ghost Lyrics
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My cauldron evaporates a ghost of yore faceless at first
More angered then before
Shub Niggurath...Hecate...all those named ye Night towards ye visions am I to glide
Hexe Niggurath...come within my soulside
Decadent beauty...keep ye sun hid
towards ye spheres am I to glide
slowly strideth forth (my sidhe) over the nebular woodpath - unlit...
Hexe...Niggurath... Hexe...Niggurath...
Hear me now...dryad...like demoness sitting in a tree
This autumn Zephyr - the very breath of Thee cleansing me
Whilst deep therein Thy body Undead
(green) Grimwoods namely facing mine altar
I standeth in that queer sphere...
...of damask lethargy
More angered then before
Shub Niggurath...Hecate...all those named ye Night towards ye visions am I to glide
Hexe Niggurath...come within my soulside
Decadent beauty...keep ye sun hid
towards ye spheres am I to glide
slowly strideth forth (my sidhe) over the nebular woodpath - unlit...
Hexe...Niggurath... Hexe...Niggurath...
Hear me now...dryad...like demoness sitting in a tree
This autumn Zephyr - the very breath of Thee cleansing me
Whilst deep therein Thy body Undead
(green) Grimwoods namely facing mine altar
I standeth in that queer sphere...
...of damask lethargy