years of strain obsolete forgotten but was never dead rise from the ash of hatred haunting ways kept alive in secrecy from the light of day mankind behold possession the ones that was not did return in an order to perform nothing but a relentless havoc forces insurgent nothing shall persist ruthless ways of ancients scourge the souls of those believed to conquer wicked infliction from the cabinet forged through deep affliction demons in shape of angels deceive those who dream of the cabinet sweating their sheets as they know it s real no one can rid this evil churning the spirits a slumber in fear abomination reveals tales from a sickened crucifix pulse is rising fast can not wake up at all something has occupied the dormant soul redeem it fears the light hides within the mind alive deep inside as it perminates closer to insanity visions of rapid lights another dimension opens wide a gaze of shade by night it came never would a simple human understand the evil that was spawned within the cabinet a realm concealed that no one leaves the mind forever trapped in a catatonic state but while the body sleeps the soul gets ripped to shreds a world of dark a place that never leaves a soul to find peace darkness everywhere timeless voids beholds this plane of nocturnal the ones that was not did return in an order to perform nothing but a relentless havoc forces insurgent nothing shall persist ruthless ways of ancients scourge the souls of those believed to conquer wicked infliction from the cabinet