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  • Come Mourning Come - special edition cassette
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    Side A - Old Witch - Come Mourning Come
    Side B - The Picture in the House - H.P. Lovecraft, read by Glen Hallstrom, scored by Old Witch

    Each cassette comes housed inside a painstakingly handmade screen printed and multi-layered "O" Card that features a Die Cut and Wax Seal and also includes two Spiral Transparent Art Pieces which, when placed over accompanying Tea Candles and Nag Champa Incense Cone, will be set into spinning motion, casting shadows and eldritch symbols onto your ceiling and walls, creating an overall Old Witch EXPERIENCE, pleasing to all 5 senses. The entire contents are placed and shipped inside a Screen Printed Velvet Drawstring Pouch and are limited to only 99 pieces in 3 varaitions - 50 Maroon Print, 39 Grey Print, and 10 White Print.

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MOONSET COMES
FORESTS WEEP AS FROST CREEPS
HERE, A POWER TAKES HOLD
LEADS ME THROUGH SOFT SLEEP
INTO A DEEPER CHILL
WHERE STRENGTH BURNS,
WHERE WILL REIGNS

FEAR IS WEAKNESS
LOVE IS FEAR
FATE WILL GUIDE US HOME
I WILL ASCEND
TO THE VAULTS OF THE SKY
FEAR WILL BE MY GUIDE
LOVE WILL BE MY BETRAYER
SHE IS A SECRET
GUARDED BY STONE
HIDDEN IN DUSK
WHERE WEAK MEN DARE NOT GO

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Old Witch

Stooping in a rotting throne of dead oak, casting black thoughts to the stars, burning cold over the glacial wilderness, she reaches withered hands to the cold, eternal night, vast above the deep winter forest. We have spilled our lives an offering to old gods, this brooding vast land. Come, the funeralboats unfurl cruel sails to the north wind, seeking haven beyond the pillars of death.... ... more

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