The Vermin's Secret
Whispers of the Vermin: Unveiling Hidden Truths
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The city's cathedral stands vacant and grey
The city's cathedral is empty and dull.
But theming with rodents under every nook
Teeming with rodents in every hidden place.
Streets veiled in silence
Streets are quiet.
A desolate wind propagating a stench from the gutters, where something ferments, oozing from sewers below
A desolate wind carries a foul smell from the gutters, where something decomposes in sewers.
The liquids seep as a crucible breeds pestilence
Liquids flow, breeding pestilence like a crucible.
Our mischief congregates at night, scheming under pale moonlight
Mischief gathers at night, plotting under pale moonlight.
The vermin holds the knowledge of what happened to the dead, but a pest keeps its secrets
The vermin knows the fate of the dead, but pests keep their secrets.
That is unless you barter with some of your own
Unless you trade some of your secrets.
Rats emerge from every crevice, crawl out of every hole
Rats appear from everywhere, emerging from every crevice.
The dark of night gleaming with eyes
The darkness of the night shines with rat eyes.
Now is the time to speak, reveal thine offering, will they accept it or feed?
It's time to speak and offer something; will they accept or devour?
Let the rats reveal the passage to an altar of the damned where they've gathered all the bones.
Rats reveal the path to an altar where bones are gathered.
Reducing them down to a black, contagious broth
Bones reduced to a black, contagious broth.
They bestow onto thee a whisper that reeks of pestilence
The rats share a whisper saturated with pestilence.
Consume the liquids where we brood
Consume the liquids where pestilence is bred.
Allow our fleas to suck your wounds
Let our fleas feed on your wounds.
Go to the docks and head toward the moonlight
Go to the docks and move toward the moonlight.
Now carry our secret and forward our bubonic gift to horizons beyond
Carry our secret and spread our bubonic gift to distant horizons.
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