Mojo Downs... Dark Sacred Place... Of Charlatan Seer....Witch and Warlock... Of Voodoo Priest and Priestess... Imbibing Cups of Hemlock... They Dance around the Fires of Hell... Scream Oaths... Into the Night... Incantations...Deep Dark Spells... That Sheath... a Sacrificial Knife... A Pentagram... of Fire and Ice... That Cages Souls Unholy... Lifes Ouija Board...Best Left Alone... By those Unwilling...Wise and Knowing... Diabolus Himself...Sets the Beat and the Measure... For Those who Seek Venture... To the Land of Lost Souls... He Points with His Trident, to the Valley of Anguish... Banishment...Based Not... On Faux Fears... To Dabble in Majik...May Unlock Dangerous Doorways... In a World Running Over With Tears...Birth sign: Virgo
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