| An age with only death as ones company would disguise any face in a mask of
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| insanity
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| And she wore, wore it too, as she unbolted the gates
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| A senseless act which can never be undone
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| Jaws of death, stretched wide open
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| Escaping souls surge and flood this world
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| You shall walk again, let my voice lead you
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| In the lifeless we found a new home
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| And death is just the beginning in the crucible of the undead
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| Undead, undead
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| One shadow, growing stronger than all
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| Armed with her unholy tools and black arts
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| A baleful instrument to combat the living
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| The ultimate hammer of injustice
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| For every mortal that falls
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| Another of us will be born
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| You shall walk again, let my voice lead you
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| In the lifeless we found a new home
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| And death is just the beginning in the crucible of the undead
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| Power we do not need, we are power
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| Our empire of bones will prevail
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| Because death is just the beginning in the crucible of the undead
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| Undead, undead
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| The Burning Eye, Soulkeeper, deliver us, grant us strength
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| At last the dim light of mankind flares up against the black tide of revenants
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| You shall walk
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| Imprisonment it wanes
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| The wards are fading
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| And can never last
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| You shall
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| You shall walk again, let my voice lead you
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| In the lifeless we found a new home
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| And death is just the beginning in the crucible of the undead
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| Power we do not need, we are power
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| Our empire of bones will prevail
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| Because death is just the beginning in the crucible of the undead
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| Undead |