| Distant cry
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| As an ageless droning voice
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| Sung glory and victory
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| For a new age soon to come
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| Sunset
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| Tear a hole in the weeping sky
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| Like a dream forlorn to come
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| Let blood paint the ground
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| As choirs of twilight sing
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| And angels cry
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| As choirs of twilight mourn
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| And ages die
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| And so it shalt be told
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| «In ages gone, a crying god
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| Had tasted defeat at last»
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| And this world was cleansed
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| Let blood paint the ground
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| No goddamn light
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| A new age comes with pain
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| And the wind that came was clean
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| Like a new god it came forth
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| Burning
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| Scorching this damned soil
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| Like a holocaust of souls
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| Let blood drown the ground
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| As a fuckin' god I entered the gate
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| As the first born of the master race
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| Mine were the halls of kingly pride
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| In burning skies I’ve seen my fate
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| As choirs of twilight sing
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| And angels cry
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| As choirs of twilight mourn
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| And ages die |