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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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Well...waht have we here? |
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Is it a pilgrim from the asylum. Carried aloft? |
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By a friend to our lady of sin? |
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where to begin? |
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Listen well boy. |
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There are two bell to ring. |
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The parish above |
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The blightbog Found. Deep below. |
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And their Guardians |
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Still thirst for your cursed blood |
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Drop your sign |
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For a brother is need to find |
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I will walk |
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Through the fog |
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As I welcom death(I will pillage these bodys) |
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I will feed to the Fire these shards of a soul |
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A magnificent father |
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In a desperate attempt |
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To stave off the end of his age |
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He runs himself hollow |
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And burns all his knights alive |
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A shell of his former self |
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They lock him away |
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Far beneath |
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His crumbling |
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shrine |
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A radiant sun |
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Forged by the feeble hands |
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Of a child not fit for his throne |
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A clever deceit |
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to make everyone believe |
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The lords haven't left them behind |
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Like a moth |
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Flittering towards a flame |
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Vereor nox |
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I will walk |
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Through the fog |
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As I welcom death(I will pillage these bodys) |
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I will feed to the Fire these shards of a soul |
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If only I could be so grossly incandescent…… |
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I will march through the dark |
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like the hero before me |
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I have died many times |
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I'm replete with humannity…… |
