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Pity my woe when the hours breathe faint and low and hell has risen its |
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Infernal flow |
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The windy sky weeps above the sleeping sea |
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No rays from the heavens shine down |
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All is black beyond belief |
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In the heart of wintry cold |
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Wearing robes of sorrow/ the most ever known |
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The mysteries that bind the flesh that I hold |
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Reverence |
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The veil is now drawn |
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I still remember though ages ago it seemed |
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Twin serpents speak not to me |
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Eyes staring through the darkness of the abyss below trapped in immortal hell |
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In this terrible hour |
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The darkness beckons that which looms before me |
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Oh thunderous night |
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Cowering against the winds |
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No tears will you shed |
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Just kiss the pale lips of death and feel the fire burn within the icy shores |
