Shadows crawl and shivers creep.
Find your way into the deep.
Seek the one the darkness hides.
Ignite his lamp before he dies.
Offer the spark.
Cover your eyes.
The father of fear.
The lord of lies.
More grotesque could not be found;
Down the spiral,
Round and
Round.
Now you taste the breath of plague.
In the dark he's been remade.
Will you climb?
Will you fall?
In the Nether,
Fear is all.
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