| Into the labyrinth of severed world!
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| Wherein the truth of death lies spoken in demon word
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| Worlds laden with fear undefiled conjured ages ago
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| Amongst decayed ruins of the worn labyrinth path
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| From the essence heart of the labyrinth old
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| Appears the shell of an ancient statue
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| Which by entering unlocketh a distant secret
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| To the heart of darkness in gothic earth
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| The darkening that plagues the realm of the ancient statue
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| Strange, wondrous dimensions
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| For thee I rise my soul
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| Unravel the mysteries
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| Provide me the entry
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| For I eternally desire
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| The step into this world
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| To reside beyond the death gate cycle
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| Fears and desires of imagely sculpture
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| I shred my human disguise
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| And tread into the ancient statue
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| Ceased, to decay!
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| From the death gate cycle I face the dark sea
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| By the dawning of a new age
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| The black waters drains me
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| Stalk upon the ancient statue
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| The netherworlds stood open
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| I am the guardian of the death gate cycle
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| The messenger that brought back it’s call
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| The truth of death lies open
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| By the demons speech of dead world
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| To reside beyond the death gate cycle |