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Shadow comes upon Nehwon's sky |
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The conspirator will have to die |
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Coming chaos inside Lankhmar |
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Words of rebellion will lead to war |
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They shall come, the guardian gods |
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Bring justice through destruction |
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They must awake from their sleep |
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By the power of black magic. |
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The priests, they sing.... |
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We hail thee, we, servants of the evil circle |
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We hail thee, keepers gods of Lankhmar |
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Bring the fire, justice through destruction. |
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Their coming will cost many innocent deaths |
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The price to pay for their immortal srength |
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Mummified evil undead lords |
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Kept alive by the magic of gods |
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The throne of Lankhmar |
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Remains ours.... |
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Through cannot kill what is not |
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Touchable by mortal weapons |
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Dead you will be before the rise of the sun. |
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At times when the existence is only a memory |
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And whereas the sky eludes his desperate torment, |
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The old gods make fall a shroud of morning on the creation, |
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Tearing the landscape of agony. |
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Their faces you shall not see |
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The blade will pierce your eyes and pain will be.... |
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Torture of your mind |
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The only memory of your mortal life |
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The vengence of these gods |
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Is stronger than the most powerful strom. |
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Slayer gods, keepers of the throne |
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Bring us fire, purification |
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Holocaust will be the only justice in this land |
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Holocaust will be salvation for the feeble ones |
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Those who are ready to die... |
