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From blood-drenched earth |
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The mighty oak arises |
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From its roots |
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Flow rivers of death |
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Shadowed bodiless forms |
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The rotting cores of the damned |
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Drifting - howling to blackened skies |
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On rushing waters of time |
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Enter the misty depths |
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Of the underworld |
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Where blizzards rage |
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Through fiery storm |
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Where magic reigns |
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The waking dawn |
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Where ram and serpent |
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Stand guard |
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Waiting to taunt the souls |
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Of those who spent lifetimes |
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Worshipping lies of a false truth |
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In vain - they sought return |
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Protesting their fate |
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They knew not |
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The course of the wind |
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Through which region it roared |
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On which place it died |
