| Behold last glimpse of day
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| Frozen stars, blinding decay
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| Beneath departed starry skies
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| Blood changed, shallow sinners cry
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| Follow through the elders rage
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| From the sphere, dark crystal burns
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| Broken may the dreamer be
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| Sleeping souls, as eyeless see
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| From the spell of invocation
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| Man disrupted. |
| Soulless bleeds
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| Choirs of the dead awakened
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| Like a burning star
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| Son of morning never glow
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| True heartness blackness ascend
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| From horizons old distorted
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| Arise midst death and pain
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| Damnation close to demons heart
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| Dragons fire, storms disease
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| Alit the grounds of the sacred hordes
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| As dawn of shadows advance
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| Poisoning the stone of Archer
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| Bitter wine from the spoiled earth
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| A feast of war that madness binds
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| Behold the last glimpse of the day
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| Frozen stars death and decay
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| Beneath departed hollow skies
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| Angels of the sun will die
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| Follow through the elders rage
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| From the sphere, where poison burns
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| Broken may the sinner be
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| Sleeping souls, as faceless screams |