| Entering the dark stone hall
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| The inner sanctum
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| They felt an eerie presence
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| Something ancient, something strong
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| Black iron box in the darkness
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| Inside the niche across the hall
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| This was what they had to defend
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| This was where their master went
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| To seek the counsel of the living head
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| To seek the counsel of the baphomet
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| 10.000 strong, they stormed the walls
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| To end the gruelling siege
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| To battle, murder and destroy
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| The last crusader keep
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| Defended by 300 knights
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| This was their final stand
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| 10.000 souls had stormed the walls
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| The knights gave up the fight
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| Inside the crypt the head recalled
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| The story of his life…
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| Dark eyes surveyed them from inside
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| Terrible soul-searing sight
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| Eyes shimmering with ancient knowledge
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| Eyes filled with ancient pride
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| The head of a Roman Emperor
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| Adored with a laurel crown?
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| Or the face of a Celtic king
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| With runic Ogham carved?
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| This was what they had to defend
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| This was where their master went
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| To seek the counsel of the living head
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| To seek the counsel of the Baphomet
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| «10.000 souls had stormed the walls
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| The knights gave up the fight
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| Inside the crypt the head recalled
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| The story of his life…» |