| Far before time
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| Started to doom us all
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| Water could melt steel.
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| From a sun the darkness.
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| Oh… Gods of death and hate
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| Oh. |
| Inner sight of a great evil
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| I, from the breed of the Wolf, shall throne supreme
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| The kindred of the howling
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| Demon shape of the eldest essence
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| Once asleep, now grasping the ground
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| The past is made of flesh and blood
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| «Far beyond the stars lays a throne
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| Where I know you are resting father
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| A place for all the brave dead in battle
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| And that from there you are watching the struggle
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| Over and over the battles starts
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| Never ending never resting
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| To win one day now is an inner loss
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| Allow me to die, let my flesh fall down
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| Cut the strings that keep me standing
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| Let my soul be freed from glory
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| An inner doom brings a savior to all
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| And the gods are laughing now.
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| Why should I understand?
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| Do the gods need us to play again?
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| They make me pay for my doubts and strikes at them
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| They need us for their show "
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| «From far beyond the stars I stand
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| And watch upon you with pride and pain
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| I too can now see death, blood, and misery
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| The gods need you more than they understand themselves
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| Infinity has its own limits within it
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| The gods almighty will is man’s own one
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| There is no truth, no salvation
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| And this is why you can strike at the sun. |
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