| The King and his court have
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| Discovered my secret powers
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| And truth of my ways has escaped the dark
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| And made it into the light
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| Calling for my banishment by wizard’s fire
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| That day, on the fourth night
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| We were set to summon creatures from the abyss
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| But yet we were poisoned
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| For in our midst’s there laid a traitor
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| All at once ó we could not stop ó the wards and snares of light
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| Caught surprised by the Royal Guard ó the justice of our land
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| Fighting back we lost a brother to their magic spells
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| Weakened our powers we sought retreat ó we had lost and were surely facing hell
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| Banishment
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| The first attempt of a golden dawn had been thwarted by ignorance
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| No truth of my ways will ever see the light
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| Only darkness of minds will be
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| Calling for my banishment by wizard’s fire
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| Drug before his highness
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| We were martyred
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| All to keep himself in power
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| Now their works might be justified
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| Now within their clutches
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| They’ve assaulted us
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| To extract all information of our works
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| But of course ó we won’t be broken, no we won’t be broken
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| Warriors united ó divided we shall fall
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| As we enter the halls of hypocrisy
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| My gaze is met with yet another
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| Master wizard ó whose name I shall dare not speak
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| He serves the throne
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| Torture will not work
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| The powers that be ó they embrace, utilize pure mind extraction
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| Their Philosopher Stone glows as we enter the vault
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| Where I know they will surely cast us out to dimensions all but known
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| We’ve staved them off so far but we shall
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| Begin the dark process of their mind meld extraction
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| As my coven and myself ó our minds stand firmly as one
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| But over time my fears are beginning to be realized
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| As our magic ó it dissipates
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| Our time is short for we know that our life’s works secrets
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| Discovered with and by their hands ó we are done
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| Now faced with death I can see so clearly
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| We shall not escape this fate
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| I cannot bear this thought before me
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| That this is truly my end of days
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| The judge and jury of the Elder Council
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| Has sentenced us ó our time is now short
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| For the stone is now charging up
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| To dispel our spirits to doom
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| While our bodies will remain in a state
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| Of systemic fatal ruin
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| Artificial transgressions in place
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| Our powers are now null and void
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| For dimensional banishment has
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| Conquered us and delivered us into our prison
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| We were set to summon creatures from the abyss
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| But yet we were poisoned
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| For in our midst’s there laid a traitor? |