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Obtained is now this crystal throne |
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That once upon a time unfolded before my inner eye |
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Extinguished equilibrium |
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While I became immortal |
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Time itself flows through my veins |
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As I rise my sword in lust for battle |
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The battle to feed my raging thirst for blood |
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As my soul reach the plateau of everlasting wisdom |
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That laid hidden for milleniums - unknown, unseen |
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For I am the harbinger of a new age |
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The age that rise between my outstretched arms |
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As I lick the blood of your flesh |
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The age that rise as |
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I inhale your dying breath |
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While the sun and the moon falls down between my fingers - subconscious |
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Glassy tunnels reveal upon this wisdom's flame |
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The flame, a shivering mirror that reflects my osseous face |
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Bloodred are enlightened my bleak eyes that saw worlds crash |
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Into to the void, the void an empty abyss you call reality |
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Apocalypse pass by |
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As I settle down in the crystal throne to close my eyes |
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But is this really what |
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I am striving for |
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An everlasting existence without any challenge |
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But what's an assignment for a god of the superior race |
