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Spirit of the |
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Unknown Domain, |
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Father forgotten by your children, |
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A long journey |
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You endured, through stranger reigns now here |
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As an ageless |
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Soul upon |
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Stormy Oceans |
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You travelled to reach your lost sons. |
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Master, here we are |
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Waiting, for |
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Your coming |
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Lost, is our |
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Source Mislaid, is our |
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Goal "Oh my King, You're here at last. I swear by Your Dark Throne my total obedience, I seal this Oath with my blood. Make whatever You want of our lives, they're yours, and so this world". |
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Finally He arrives to the |
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Place where |
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His people live |
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Rage when |
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He sees another |
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Lord on His jewelled throne |
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For years the battle lasts leaving only corpses and dust at the end our |
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King slays |
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His enemy. |
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NOW HE SIT |
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S ON HIS T |
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HRONE Master, here're our |
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Souls Meaningless, as we born |
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Slaves, to the |
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Dark Domain |
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Fighting, for our |
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Black Faith "Darkness fills the Air. Stench of putrid things in it. (Ancient) monuments to a forgotten christ are burning, his followers are hanged on every tree, their flesh is food for the birds, their Souls are the dish of our Lord". |
