Underneath the new born sun,
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Man and beast rejoice as one,
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They cast aside their age-old kings,
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Smash their chains and spread their wings.
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Their seed corrupt, their lies undone.
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The final fall - man s will be done.
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They torch the sky and rape the land,
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And plead for truth with blood-stained hands.
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Mark their reign with greed and fear,
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As justice calls to deafened ears,
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Their twisted dreams bring forth the day.
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A world of ash, and slow decay.
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Underneath the blackened sun,
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The final battle fought and won.
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Mankind claims their just reward,
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And chaos sounds the final chord.
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Paradise Lost
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| Cirith Ungol |
