death throes the seeds of lightning thunder cast in rain castrate humanity the woman smells the game complete in time intact and weave another year demand apocalypse and do not despair in the dead of the night danger approaches hold on tight ye ancient souls the hounds are pacing out in distant roles bring in the alchemist and screaming mortal witch sample the moonlight and dance with the bitch in the dead of the night children start to die in a manger of blood dead is the night death sows the seeds of lightning thunder cast in rain castrate humanity the woman smells the game complete in time intact and weave another year hold your heads up high do not despair