| Oracle of the dead
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| Channeling energy through the tapestries of history
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| The power of the gods
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| Through the annals of thy lost text
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| Absolved of all left rendered
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| In the labyrinth upon the river styx
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| The boatman now directs your course
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| To the sorcery of the blessed
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| Spirits of the dead
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| I bestow upon you this offering of blood
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| As I commune with the dead
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| In the realm of the ones whom have perished
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| Transcendence as a conduit to the gods
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| I prey to meet my end
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| Outerworldly existence I must find
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| I prey to meet my end
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| I must pay homage to our ancestors
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| Who reside in the netherworld
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| My life defined by death
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| I shall not run from the darkness
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| Hence I shall embrace what lies beneath
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| The descent into the chamber of dark
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| Portal of the shaman
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| Sorceror of the possessed
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| We are the madness that lurks within
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| Fear is the beast that swallows mankind
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| Fear has many faces
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| Messenger of fire, weaponizing fear
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| Deities scribed into the annals of death
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| Seeer of what lies beyond
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| Medium to the spirits now gone
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| Upon the chambers of what now eternal lie
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| In the netherworld of the beyond
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| In our darkest realm, the lair of descent
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| The heat burneth beneath my feet
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| Shaman, speak thy name
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| In the portal of myriad
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| Prophetic in absolution
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| In the grotto beyond the lake of sorrow
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| The sibyl now grants thy command
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| As I descend unto the caverns of baia |