| I know a story 'bout a lonely man
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| Wo lives in a cabin in the woods
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| He knows every living thing across the land
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| But even more he knows the truth
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| His eyes are blinding he never saw the light
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| But he sees things way beyond out sight
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| His skin is pale the sun is not his friend
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| By night is when he roams the land
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| In secret places he lets things ascend
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| That common man won’t understand
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| The dead of night is when he comes laive
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| Beneath th stars his spell lets evil ris
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| In the silence of a moonlit night
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| Unholy rituals of power and might
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| Sacred knowledge of the chosen priest
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| Sealing our fate and unleashing the beast
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| An unfathomable evil awoke
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| Brought to the face of the earth by the words he spoke
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| After the ceremony his eyes are filled with tears
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| As he is sure his work is done
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| An unfathomable evil awoke
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| Brought to the face of the earth by the words he spoke
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| A nameless demon from the other side
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| To erase all mortal life
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| The Unfathomable Evil |