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N Ap ertia |
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NoK al ruep, |
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SerdneT tnaved |
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L Towers escaping by millions on floating platforms |
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Glowing from lunar reflection |
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Among these astral bodies, resides a faerie |
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Weaving on a star, empress of space and time |
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It's a feeble attempt, to overcome the throne |
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Since the dispersion of the |
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Orb Mid-season of the coloured rains on |
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Arthrone's kingdom |
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Cowardness of the loathsome guards of this empire |
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A ball of fantasy disappearing in shadows |
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Behold, the fall of |
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Arthrone A goblin smiling by a flash of rune |
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The being of nothingness part with his domain |
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Vast extent of already forgotten beats |
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Observing his face with its impregnated ugliness |
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Crying under the whinning moon |
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Dances the scarlet viper of our writings |
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On the stones, soon to be angels |
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End-season, ashes and ruins for the rose |
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Myrmidon, this only bird in the wind |
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Source of lightning, reflection of the warrior |
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Behold, the fall of |
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Arthrone The quiet dawn of a tired sunset |
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Solemn scorn, all that is given to us |
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O, L engcr sed stna |
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Siup es treum |
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DnauK L enu |
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L aruelp r siamaj |
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L serteKna es tnorderp ne selio |
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T Lerorua esucicnehs snad nu reheuo |
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K ed liclo |
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S O, L engcr sed stna |
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Siup tse trom |
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Siuped L noitrepsid ed |
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LebrO Ctse |
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L serte iu |
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K Stiufne ne snoi |
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Lim ed seLe |
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Krap setnativel |