| They rose from the night; |
| shouldn’t ever been born
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| Ghouls from the lives that ended so torn
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| Cursed for the decayed souls they once had
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| Dishonored warriors no eyes can be laid.
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| Upon these times of fear and hate
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| The shadows twisted form on the walls
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| Upon these times of sin and retributions unclaimed
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| The spirits will march in the night
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| Wretched spirits in the night
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| Despair forms a darkness solid on a torn empire
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| Spectres roam all around the land
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| Beings unspoken gathered here from afar
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| No redemption
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| Doomed to scavenge!
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| No freedom
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| Gods revenge!
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| Shackles remain on the fallen
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| No redemption!
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| No redemption
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| Hatred pierces the hearts of men
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| Bringing down the August Star Of Heaven
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| Now cursed will be all that once was pure
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| No forgiveness shall be given.
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| Upon these times of fear and hate
|
| The shadows twisted form on the walls
|
| Upon these times of sin and retributions unclaimed
|
| The spirits will march in the night
|
| Wretched spirits in the night
|
| Despair forms a darkness solid on a torn empire
|
| Spectres roam all around the land
|
| Beings unspoken gathered here from afar
|
| No redemption
|
| Doomed to scavenge!
|
| No freedom
|
| Gods revenge!
|
| Shackles remain on the fallen
|
| No redemption!
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| No redemption |