Like a blistering stream, the black spirits still surround the planet
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since the kingdom was in slumber, deep in the earth itself.
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When the cosmos expanded again, the old kings awakened
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to recreate the forces of a black earth
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by the heat of unnatural fire.
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All which existed in the cosmos,
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it all died away by their powers
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long ago, when the time was yet unborn
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and life was to serve their demon-gods.
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Of pure blackness, their spirits were made,
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and of evil were their names.
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Created to rule and not to be ruled,
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to create, to rule and to devastate...
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And the black kings created surface
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to walk upon, to exhaust what dwells,
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so the hights of invincible mountains
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and the deep valleys became born.
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Between them, they made the seas
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to submerge and to hide their treasures.
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Endless oceans to drown all light
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in the everblackness enemy to the flesh.
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Eternal darkness for thousands of years
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when their flesh returned to the soil of earth.
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Children of the black kings and the dragoness.
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Sons of the ancient demons.
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A new chapter in time now has begun,
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the conquest for the universe itself.
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The great ancient fathers of a dark genesis
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will lead their hordes among the nightworld.
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Awake again, O ancient kings,
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reveal thy secret pathways
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through the vast universe where stars die
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in the infinite forge of time.
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From the infinite forge of time,
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from the dimensions unseen in light
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they united their semen to breed
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a supreme being, on all souls to feed...
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From The Infinite Forge Of Time
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| Obsidian Gate |
