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protectors of forbidden places keepers of the watch |
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seeing those enslavened faces withered souls forgotton lives |
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atop the perch a silent throne the vindicating eyes |
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saints of hell of desperate cries |
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Chorus: |
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Guardians of the netherworld captors of the damned |
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pinniacle of your disaster the watcher on the stand |
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exiled on a lifless steeple appointed from above |
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a veil was placed across our brow |
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annointed one and all to die |
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for lust of life |
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A war is raging on inside us guarded by the horde |
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with lesser gods of higher rank prodding them to war |
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no father son or holy spirit |
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nor defenses from the foe |
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all are battered tortured shattered |
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allegiance without death is woe |
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-Chorus- |
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A maelstrom of impending evil futile fight to win |
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tides of blackness pull you toward it |
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consuming within it's doors |
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BOTH LIFE AND DEATH |