| Pity my woe when the hours breathe faint and low and hell has risen its
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| Infernal flow
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| The windy sky weeps above the sleeping sea
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| No rays from the heavens shine down
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| All is black beyond belief
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| In the heart of wintry cold
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| Wearing robes of sorrow/ the most ever known
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| The mysteries that bind the flesh that I hold
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| Reverence
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| The veil is now drawn
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| I still remember though ages ago it seemed
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| Twin serpents speak not to me
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| Eyes staring through the darkness of the abyss below trapped in immortal hell
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| In this terrible hour
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| The darkness beckons that which looms before me
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| Oh thunderous night
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| Cowering against the winds
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| No tears will you shed
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| Just kiss the pale lips of death and feel the fire burn within the icy shores |