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Sunless woods. Ancient wraiths feast |
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On the shrieks and the perished |
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Mighty shields, lances long - Realize my wolfish thoughts... |
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The world hath gone and lost its glory, pale white moon is to enlight |
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Scenes so grim and scenes so morbid, And my mad abyssic mind. |
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Wings of death shadow the mountain where I summon from below |
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Raise my ripping silver dagger, time standeth still, it moveth so slow... |
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Dance for the crawling kaos. The blood harvest of centuries... |
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Ghoul procession. Archangel of Insanity, take my hand! Lord, |
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Thou tetramorph black, invested with rays! Daimonozomenos I am, Thy son. |
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Fallen in trance - I can hear His legions - magic din, Horn of Satan... |
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Bleak wintry graveyard, devastated - make this offering with furious fascination... |
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Fog surroundeth me - fog enshroudeth me - sickest rapture before the altar... |
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Fulfill the rite for the Evil Ones yearn in their astral Castles. |
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Highpriests of the Dark Kingdom, where Death our paths uniteth... |
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For in my mind they speak to me so shall their will be done |
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I see the moonlight clearer now. And know the Kingdom cometh... |
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It will redeem me from this earth, I need another life |
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Come down and rule the universe! I am ready for their strife. |
