Under a veiled and lucid moon
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bearing shades of crimson
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Oceans of blood wane through it
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It casts creeping shadows
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upon the frost ridden earth
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Amongst the worms
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I arise from my sepulcher
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dreams of blood and flame elude me
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Again, the visions that came
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show light vanquished
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from the planes which I walk
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A maze is woven of dire despair
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and suffocating sorrow
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innocent death, unable to satiate
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desire to relinquish every impurity
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from my being
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I writhe in anticipation
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Once numb to an undying
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hunger with great haste
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hatred of divinity grew unbearable
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now for I am numb no longer
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Death, the immortalizing winter, flew
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Long ago, this wraith dwelled inside me
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defiled by deceiving words that
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enslave you to him
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Soon to put to sleep
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my blackened spirit thirsts for thee
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Unleashing anger to transform
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my pain into pleasure
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Frozen eyes, no longer
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shed sullen tears
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an emptiness growing with every
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dream of darkly paradise
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churning clouds pour incessant
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storms over these barren lands
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desire overcomes me...
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I invoke the darkness
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From invocation came sin
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where remorse was none
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a hell which pure spirits
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should not dwell
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The Immortalizing Winter
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| Lorde Of All Desires |
