| Through moss and stones
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| Under the fallen leaves of the broken forest
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| Lays the path to the lost passage
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| A passage of mystery and knowledge
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| Lost in legend and time
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| A fallen angels spell unfolds
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| Through the cavern of black light
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| A ghastly wind whips the fallen leaves
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| They cut through the air like knives through flesh
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| Revealing the cobbles below
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| Towards a cave like entrance lit by the fading rays of the sun
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| A passage of mystery and knowledge
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| Lost in legend and time
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| A fallen angels spell unfolds
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| Through the cavern of black light
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| A storm of ages covers the sun and the rays of light are extinguished
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| Rain moistens the moss and stone and an ancient mist rolls over
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| The mountainside eclipsed by shadow, revealing sigils in wood and ash,
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| and the streams of life dry
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| As plumes of a vile aroma intoxicate the air, this ancient curse has been
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| unleashed
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| The masters poison we drink, knowledge gained from his elixir, we reap and
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| harvest the worms below
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| The occult shroud lifted reveals the angles within angles we are his carrion |