| For a long time now, the night reigns over the world
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| We face a new climate: wet and cold
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| Far are the brilliant and warm recollections
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| The brilliant star died and it is no more than a doubtful memory
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| Lands, rot
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| Everything is only swamps and tortuous trees
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| The herb, is not any more and plains are transformed into desert of grey sand
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| Back to the cave
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| The sun will nevermore rise up
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| Back to the blind
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| Black carry on and reign everywhere
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| Trees were transformed into sinuous and chaotic forms
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| Dropping their branches tortuous and desperate on the uniform dark ground
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| Along
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| Torches and candles seem to be reflected the stars of the system
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| In the spirits, the hostility grows, men pray for a superior help
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| Back to the cave
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| The sun will nevermore rise up
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| Back to the blind
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| Black carry on and reign everywhere
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| Lands, rot
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| Everything is only swamps and tortuous trees
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| Sacrifices
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| Make run blood on altars, welcome in this new world, the world of eternal night
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| Back to the cave
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| The sun will nevermore rise up
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| Back to the blind
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| Black carry on and reign everywhere
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| Back to the cave
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| The sun will nevermore rise up
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| Back to the blind
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| Black carry on and reign everywhere |