| A landscape tied in silverlight
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| The path he walks holds his future apart
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| The prophet resides in the underworld
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| The man who holds all the answers
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| Surrounded by night
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| All alone in his fight
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| Soon
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| His fate to be seen
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| Will he ever return
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| Black vultures
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| Circling
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| Watching you
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| Hungry for prey in the dark
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| They’re after you
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| Remember
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| Everyone whom you hold dear
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| You must make it through the night
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| He knows and he will be there
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| Expecting you
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| Renounce this king
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| Now banished by law
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| His army now
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| Was born a slave, a breaker of chains
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| Ready to die revealing the truth
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| The gate he must find
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| In the depths of his mind
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| Soon
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| His fate will be seen
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| Will he ever return
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| The black desert sleeps under his tiered feet
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| An infinite feeling, the color of death
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| Keep struggeling on, brave grey soldier
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| The gate to the underworld is now unlocked
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| Hurry up
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| Dangers lurk in the forbidden ground
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| Though the wisdom could here be found
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| An owl was sleeping enchanted by a lie
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| A storm approaches there’s not much time
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| Deepest of shadows
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| Where only the dead belong
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| A tyrant found itself
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| Evil lingered in every corner
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| Waiting for one to appear
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| In total silence a was
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| They appeared from the shadows
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| The eyes of the phantom glowed bright
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| With a gesture it raised the flame and stormed in the night
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| Left alone in the darkness |