When hate and fear become united,
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and blackness veils this ground.
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Stand here with your heart so cold,
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and hope for the death of the sun.
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See the rise of black godess,
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from the torment.
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It shades the land,
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leading you into the darkest side.
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Portrait this forest,
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ancient reflections of evil ones.
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Search for your frost deep inside
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then fire walks in you.
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Step into the entrance hall
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behind the white shroud.
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Hear the demons rumble,
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join our waxed souls.
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Join our waxed souls...
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See the rise of black godless,
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from the torment.
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It shades the land,
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leading you into the darkest side.
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Darkest Side
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| Whispering Forest |
