[Music: Heks & DİŞden/Words: Pest & DİŞden]
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Before him in an aura of light appeared a being not of human breed.
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Pale as death, with eyes as dark as those of midnight ravens.
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In visions he now saw the ancient one.......enraged.
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The being spoke in a tongue unknown to him.
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But its aura was veiled in pride.
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Days of wisdom were to come to him and his tribe.
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Those not lured to weakness.........by light.
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[Voice of the old one:]
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"Moonlight bright embrace thee.
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Forever she caresses thee.
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Free you eternally.
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Fear not children so true at heart,
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Our powers shall protect thee."
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Buried deep within the heart lie secrets of a distant past.
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The darkness in the old one's eyes was not like that of man.
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Within them burned a hope. What was hidden? What wisdom did he hold?
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A challenge for those of heathen blood.........lords and kings.
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Only pride remained as darkness fell on soil from which he came.
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As the old one moved closer he could feel the presence of his soul,
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As that of nature itself.
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The flames in his eyes revealed a secret.........of what was to be.
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[Voice of the old one:]
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"There must and shall be blood. Pain until the last drop.
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As night itself will sweep the ground that
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I place my feet free of purity ever after.
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Until the night once again sends its breed.
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Nightbreed
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| Obtained Enslavement |
