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Join me in the realms of madness |
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You, Rising Death |
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Join me where the winds are weeping |
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And trees have no hearts! |
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Take me to the land of fathers you Mighty Star Dweller |
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Across the barrens and evergreen woods |
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To home of my Damned Kind |
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The burden of time I try to struggle with |
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Holds me to the ground I cannot breath |
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Sands fills my nose and maggots in months |
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From centuries I seek for my Promised Land |
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She is my asylum in Road of Death I walk |
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This little mortal creature she knows to whom I belong |
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Her fearless eyes gazing so faithfully |
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Crystalline as ice that chained my humanity |
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Behold the fear in your blazing hart |
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Rip off your bars of pain and despair |
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Together will be walking through the ashes of grief |
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Caressing my pity, violating my pain |
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In golden chalice I keep my lunar breed |
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Like a host of lamb, drowned in blood |
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With colors of night I will spread on your hair |
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The veil painted in dusk and despair |
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From your heart I tear all your fire tears |
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Master of confusion I'm falling on my knees |
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With bloodthirsty blade I want to share your fate |
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To never see when my colors begins to fade |
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In silence I cut night to free the stars |
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In scream of emptiness I find a feeling deep inside |
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In this river flowing over hills and plains |
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We shall drown our sorrow, grimness and despairs |
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In silence... |
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I cut night to free the stars |
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In silence... |
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I touch her skin so cold as marble stone |
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Her closed eyes reminds me that I'm alone |
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The river's dry and no-one fills my emptiness |
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This wounds will never bleed remains without caress |
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To dare the Devil I must walk the Path of Death |
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And never see the land in which my demons breathe |
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With burning heart I stand alone on snowed peaks |
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In winds that freezes mind, in urgent heat of feel... |
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To reach the crown of life with Dragon I must fight |
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Devouring me from inside, in every lonely night |
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Did fire burn again did mirrors shows my face? |
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Do I return on road once more, when heart step out of trace...? |
