| Laboring in the liquid light of Leviathan
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| Spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the Saurians
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| Rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night
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| Colossus of the deep comes crashing down with cosmic might
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| And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
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| Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
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| Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
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| Now there are none who know the secrets of the earth
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| Harken to the howl of the Huntsman’s hounds
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| Or the clarion of kingdoms doomed and drowned
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| Lament for the passing of the Aurochs
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| And the slaying of the ancient Wyrm
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| Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
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| Or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
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| And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
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| Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
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| Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
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| Blessed are those who keep the secrets of the earth
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| Lament the passing of the Aurochs
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| And the slaying of the ancient Wyrm
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| Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
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| Or face the flames as the phoenix burns? |