Come inside...
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The pits of Hell are dark and deep
And through it all the monsters creep
O'er swampy glade and nightmare hill
to live in Santiagoville
The Vampire Santiago's King
For it was he who built this thing
But all who enter must beware
This is no place of dark despair
A sense of humor is essential
For those who become residential
Although we're evil, nasty folk
We hope that you can take a joke!
Vampires, witches, living dead,
Those who go without a head,
Demon llamas, daring mortals
All have passed through our Hell's portals.
Build a house and settle here,
Embrace your every darkest fear!
Santiago welcomes you
though there's one thing that you must do:
Treat our lord with true respect
What else would any King expect?
Flatter him with gentle prose
For darkness spreads where Santi a-goes!
Now, come inside and grab a tomb
For folks like you there's always room.
Come play amidst the dying flowers
And while away a few brief hours
Or move in for eternity
and Rest in Peace, the haunting's free.
The dungeons are awaiting you,
The evil forest's pleasant, too.
This rotten verse has reached its end,
So come inside, delicious friend! |
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