| May I introduce the glorious death?
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| He waits for all until their final breath
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| He stands before you but you will never see
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| The faceless shadow that you are soon to be
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| A presence grips you with a nameless fear
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| You mourn the dead but they will soon be near
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| He stands before you but you will never know
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| Into the black of night you will go
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| When fourteen years has passed
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| The ghost of the damned will possess you
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| Our fate will become obsolete
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| When the blind are leading the blind
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| Before the morning he will take his prize
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| For every man is cursed until he dies
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| And all you knew or loved just fades away
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| You will never live another day
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| The time has come to leave the world behind
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| A deathly sleep from which you’ll never rise
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| No god to save you as you turn and run
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| The only god is death and he has won
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| As your final days draw near
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| You feel his grip upon you
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| A battle you cannot win
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| As the sun dives into the eternal night
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| The mighty answer on the frozen sky
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| Lay forth your spirit, to behold on high
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| And see the pale moon shiver and depart
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| Behind the sea, the sun, the sun ascends
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| We may stand at the shore
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| Watching the last rays of the sun
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| So cold when the night falls
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| And one more time the sun says goodbye
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| The mighty answer on the frozen sky
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| Lay forth your spirit, to behold on high
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| And see the pale moon shiver and depart
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| Behind the sea, the sun, the sun ascends
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| The sun ascends! |