Speak of the armer
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forgotten by reality
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speak of the pearls
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in crossing unnatural fragments
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Perplex in a mortal disguise suddenly awared
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Forbidden alowements in my mindwar
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functioning like the scissors cut the tall ones
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Due to hunger not in flesh
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high as the spears was present always
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Cause it wanted me to feel life without life
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reborning the slaves
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nevertheless dispersal of ironstakes
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to have becomed itself... disinfection
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The dragon of blasphemy
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many others came
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but all in one
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theres a lot more
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my invisible self
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has brought to me
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a circle to roam
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The Crystal Specter
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| Dodheimsgard |
