Feast in the old castle
And the moon from heavy blackness
Dances waltz with death in air…
Demons sing about angels.
Blood drips from a monarch’s hair!
But sunrise will light the darkness.
And the ghosts will disappear…
Castle will become forgotten…
But undead somewhere near….
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