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In the woods the spectre creeps, Breaking twigs betray his feet... Nightmare's eyes, wrought in fire, Burn your love, in carnal desire... Now's the time, Head for the light in the black, Hold yer nerve and don't look back... Fey breath, Like a crackling pyre, At your back as you climb...

I'd like to personally endorse this thread and everyone in it. This is indeed a good thread, in an otherwise Matalan standard suit. Rock on. Kosh