| All the darkest dreams came true
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| She closed her eyes forever
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| The bride so calm and pale and sad
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| Here’s the agony she’d suffered
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| I was lead through a monumental hall
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| When a blow blinded me and I lost my way
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| Her ghastly face shrouded in a cloak
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| Six wings bleeding into six ebony cups
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| De Profundis — the trembling out of the depths
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| This infinite flame that crumbled her heart
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| Dribbling its dark venom
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| She said: gloria inferni
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| A shining dagger cutting through my breath
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| She collected my blood in a stone chalice
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| Licking the blade with a wicked face
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| Suddenly encircled by a dreary cortege
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| Consciousness fades away, conscience withers away
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| A cold trance spreads
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| It’s dusk already, but haunted by nocturnal demons… |