| As the scarlet and amber peers in through forsaken
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| Thy gravelessness whisper remains
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| Where time can never dwell in this solitary hell
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| Even though we are free of its chains
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| For I am not as once I was
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| I yearn to search and watch return
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| Meeting shadows, seasons tare
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| As once they roamed without a care
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| The blood and wine, for art divine
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| All mist in seething, never sleeping
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| As I wait in thy rapture, the sound of our laughter
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| Sword in my hand I shall arise
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| For darkness in waiting, prevail and forsaking
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| Enshadowing evil divine
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| From an evergreen land where the lore shall command
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| The patrons of right shall remain
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| And dwelleth forever in the lands of the nether
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| MEWN LLADDU I’R SAESON GAN DDWYLO CYMRU
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| Be found in trains of nightmare thy darkness remains
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| A precarious entity subjected to change
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| A yearning expressed sprung through tales of death
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| As infinity unites, with kaos we remain
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| For centuries of dark shall crack open the moonlight sky
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| This mournful sound as darkness falls upon thy face
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| I cannot see beyond the haze that distorts thy shadow
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| 'Neath of terrible slaves
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| And wouldst thou trade thy dying soul
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| For the life that burns
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| That a thousand lifetimes be hidden in frost
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| Held captive forever for the war they’ve lost
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| Draped in sinister pain, only terror remains
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| And the scarlet forsaken be hidden in shame |