| Night of the black sorrowfull moaning winds blowing
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| Through these melancholic woods how I feel so dead here
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| Sad and cold as I hear crypt sounds of moan
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| Only thought of sorrow bring me down to the pits of bottomless black
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| In this endless extreme tomb of weeping sadness
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| I am embraced by the cosmic force of night
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| Pain dooming… death coming…
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| Shadows of misery are casted by
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| The fullmoon light and stars of hellfire shine
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| Feeling the weak and enshrouded, shall I remain in grieving
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| Pain surrounded by lone
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| Death I seek in solitary as I begin to hear the voices of melancholic doom
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| Suicide in lonesome lands of endless
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| Sadness burns within my final thought of shun
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| Moan bleeding… die weeping…
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| Dying alone in the woodlands isolated
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| In my empire of solitary death
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| Total sadness, total darkness, total coldness, total pain
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| Satan I invoke you with my death under the black sky of night
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| Dean, dead, satan I am dead… |