| A starry endless night of grief
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| An eternal sea of mindless sheep
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| A void in life one can’t deny
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| Longing for the heavens to cry
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| A spirit corroded and corrupted
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| Not bound to your morals and codes
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| Sleepless nights studying the dark arts
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| To forge a path in hate and death
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| To know the secrets of the darkest spells
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| To master the knowledge of the ancient ones
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| To embrace the curse of endless nights
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| To spit in the face of god
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| and to set the heavens ablaze
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| Turning their light to ashes
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| The only phoenix from these ruins — death!
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| A now reborn world free and unfettered
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| A once lost beauty returns and flourishes
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| Religious heads on pikes
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| Their fall will not be mourned |