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[Prologue (Millennium in Elysium)] |
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Each endures ones shadow |
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The shades of misdirection |
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To wide plains we are led |
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Till the centuries complete their millennium orb |
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Extracting the ingrained |
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Leaving those of virtue to ethereal consciousness |
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And the fire of clean air under mauve skies |
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A millennium in Elysium and eternity is nigh |
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[Lethe (Forgetfulness)] |
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Born from fury you mock it's purity |
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You are stained with innocence |
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The blood will not cleanse |
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Rooted in lethe it stems |
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Mercury's gift isn't for the unworthy |
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Silt is in the veins of god's larvae |
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Forgotten - scrolls and scriptures was your deceit |
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Blotted - severed from the mind never to rejoin |
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Discarded - like the spawn from your loins |
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The nether that flows to Amphora |
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Grave offerings for the third epoch |
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Unknown to man, lust unfulfilled |
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An urn for life that spilled |
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[Acheron (Sorrow)] |
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In utter woe you lacerate your freedom |
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Every gouge brings you closer to Hades |
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Guilty - purge your undoing in life |
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A trial in wretched agony |
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Greeting your flesh with fevered delight |
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Envious - sculpt away the fallacy |
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Loss exhausts your vitality |
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Within this torrent devoid of mortality |
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Amongst brethren in harmonious mire |
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A deluge of sorrow merged with desire |
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Envious - sculpt away the fallacy |
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Loss exhausts your vitality |
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Within this torrent devoid of mortality |
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[Styx (Hate)] |
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Divinity trampled under foot |
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Revealing the path which we course |
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Never to swell or recede |
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Flowing is the purity of hate |
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Tributaries only deceive |
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Diligence to rage opens his gates |
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In life you weren't worth conception |
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Vomitted from the womb |
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In death the Earth in repulsion |
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Vomits your corpse to consume |
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[Phelegethon (Fire)] |
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Rewarded for devotion and service |
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Submerged never to surface |
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Gasp in flames |
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Inhale the Inferno |
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No lamentation heard of sorrow |
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Now you are luminous as we |
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Says your gods as you plea |
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Ash lined shores clouding waves above |
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Radiant limbs flail |
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As Gods exhibits his love |
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[Tocylus (Lamentation)] |
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This tide heaves and sighs |
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A fountain from sorrow brings cries |
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Sniveling servants |
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Slaves of attrition |
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Mourners wade this descent |
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Wails of hope are fervent |
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Silent is the dirge of torment |
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Your god's promises echo in vain |
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Your lamentation carries in this domain |