| The shadow we for got of the dead some tragedy
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| I’m crush dead frays out fame it to do
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| Path of blackness the path to mighty forest
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| Bleaching through defeat it purr back its wallow it shay: pick turn infernal
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| Gave it to the spat the forest lent be hide look at this sane legion we’re
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| won’t to die
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| Desire in latch we want it forehead and captured within for resole is side
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| Breed on slowly doubt pride pay be frosted on dot haunted moon
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| So I am the dead, arrow blood and thunder
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| Make me wonder of the hate and moon clays
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| Turn back the fault shove me with anger
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| And revolve of the blood with hatch never be dead
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| Fallen for reborn I am is stand in high
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| Rising for dying dream ultimate in shade |