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The grim force set sail into a world of magic where wastelands were blue-soaked, in the capes of the mountains [Chorus:] |
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With a hunger as great as the most ancient of daggers |
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Six were the days to be ended on the seventh night |
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As it stepped into the shadowland grass began to grow |
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A storm blew with a bliss, accomplishing the serpents kiss [Repeat Chorus] |
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With blood like the noblest of red |
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And with a purpose yet unknown to any dimension, set her eyes on fire for ultimate visions to discover |
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Her lips touched the ground and became |
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Death and his bride [Repeat 1. verse] |
