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War has desecrated this ground |
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And now impurity reigns |
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Marshes of blood and mud |
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Remains from the fallen ones |
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They, who were once brilliant and pure |
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Are now meat for the ghouls |
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No plant can grow here |
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And fog smells like pure evil |
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Dead lights walk crying in despair |
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Eyes that can't see but their own death |
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Images coming back from hell |
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Creatures of darkness |
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Wearing the skin of the dead ones |
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They devour the fallen corpses |
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And use their rusty swords |
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As hammers to break the bones |
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Kingdoms fall and new wars come |
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Warriors die and their bodies decay |
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Feeding the creatures of the place |
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Where rottenness dwells |
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Time pass, ineffable |
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Everything perishes, unstoppably |
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Nothing remains in the place |
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Where rottenness dwells |
