| I have torn the veil of dreams
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| Enraptured by (the gleam of) moon-frost's caress
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| My heart is held in icy thrall
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| The horned moon’s sweet enchantment
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| The Topaz Throne is beckoning
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| The jewelled sword awaits my grasp
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| The dreaming gods now grimly brood in
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| The silence of Atlantean spires
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| The sky is black with chaos-fiends
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| Spellcraft rides with witch-storm's wings
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| Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs
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| Sorcerers summon the Shadow-Kings
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| All witches fly to me!
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| Witch of heather, moor and sea
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| Come lay with me as twilight falls
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| Grant me the black Elven sword
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| And the draught of immortality
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| The scent of night about your flesh
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| Enfold me in this mist of lace
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| Your lips grow red by candlelight
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| My beloved is raven-tressed
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| The sky is black with chaos-fiends
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| Spellcraft rides the witch-storm's wings
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| Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs
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| Sorcerers summon the Shadow-Kings
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| And now the blossoms fade
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| Lost within your dark eyes (I drown within those ebon eyes)
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| The sweetest tears I taste (glistening upon your lips)
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| This ichor of your kisses…
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| Weave thy dark spells
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| 'neath the bright moon
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| Witch-fire is glimmering through
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| Sunken marble halls
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| The Black Gate opens…
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| Blood sates the Ebon Blade… |