| Upon ancient steps where civilization once ascended
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| And took its final breath
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| I felt my soul decay, crumbling like the elder vines
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| Spreading razors through poisoned veins
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| Another bearer of the mark of Cain
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| Bones grow weak and muscles ache
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| I watched my reflection become gray
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| Turn to ash upon the staircase
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| A blink in the abyss of time
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| Dragging agony through epochs
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| A blink in the abyss of time
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| Dragging agony through epochs
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| A blink in the abyss of time
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| Dragging agony through epochs
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| A blink in the abyss of time
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| Dragging agony through epochs
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| Agony through epochs
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| That colossal wreck
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| Buried far away
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| Our grand ego decayed beneath the burning waves
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| But it was our life, the world we couldn’t save
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| Parthenon crumbles as desert takes the sea
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| Withered Reichstag, barren and bleak
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| The seed grows as the Void swallows all
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| Thorn Palace, the fallen have sowed
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| I saw where their hearts were fed and where I would soon join them
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| The cold smashed faces that mock them
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| Staring lifeless at leveled sand
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| Thorn Palace
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| Thorn Palace
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| Thorn Palace
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| Thorn Palace
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| Thorn Palace |