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Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls |
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Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap |
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He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call |
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For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep... |
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The monastery stood towering above the ruined city |
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It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes |
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To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity |
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All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones |
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For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen |
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A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land |
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The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams |
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And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand |