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Through Centuries of sorrows |
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I have wandered. |
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With the Moonchildren have |
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I searched. |
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In the black and sour soil |
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I have dug deeper. |
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Possessed by a quest, to find truth in forgotten myths. |
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To find the sea of power. |
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This well where the |
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Wolfeheart drinks. |
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My thirst has been a nail in my skull. |
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But behold!! |
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This is my victory over the mortals. |
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I will dive in the the |
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Goddess' lake. |
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For an everlasting beautiful moment |
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I am in ecstacy |
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Wrapped in darkness, |
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I am one with the night. |
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Deep in the frosty fog |
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I hear voices. |
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They are calling my name - greeting me. "Come with us - be ours." "Join this perverted dance of the night." "Listen to out symphony - a rhapsody in black." |
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Their choir enchants me as |
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I am being lifted. |
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High on the bloodstained wings - they guide me. |
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The earth and sky is no longer any limit. |
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Through dark ages. |
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I see witches burn and warriors with blood on their steel. |
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Plague and ashes. |
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I see kingdoms rise - built on flesh- so weak. |
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It is beyond this that my quest ends. |
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I have entered my long lost throne. |
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It is neither black, no white - pure power. |
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The key has been found, and |
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I now can return...... |
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Or stay forever..... |
