| Shining in darkness the vary eyes of the lord o birds of prey announces the
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| passing of time
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| With his piercing call
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| The thick dark leaves of the forest dance in the wind and in worshipful
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| adoration
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| The heavens tremble and the bright lightning flashes, leaving the heart’s of
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| the forests sons
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| The howling of the wolves become a macabre litany
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| Premonitions, obscure premonitions crawl in the night air
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| Built on dragon’s bones the imposing tower stands
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| There the old of the oak turns the profaned sealed pages
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| The timeless pages built on sacred and terrible rituals
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| The wrinkled hands turn the pages, the hypnotic starring eyes nourish the
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| thousand thoughts
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| In the whirling magic of this silent ritual
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| While the moonlight reflects the dragon’s breath
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| When the ancient gods ruled the earth, giving abundance and death with a simple
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| and fair hand
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| Glorious were their crowns, but the greed let the man to no longer follow the
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| way of faith
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| But only the path of power. |
| His greed drove him to excavate the depths of the
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| earth
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| In search of hidden treasures
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| The rocks were broken and scattered to extract gold and gems
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| Mans disrupted the earth creating chasms liberating wealth and tremendous
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| powers imprisoned
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| In the womb of the earth for thousands of years
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| Blinded by a mad quest, made pacts with the lord of the abyss
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| Repayed with the supreme art of metals
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| The sublimation of the elements earth, wind, water and fire
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| Death and destruction would spread
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| Blood of the guilty and the innocent may spill on earth nourishing the abyss |