Fear the dreams, desires
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The terror
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Know what darkness we nourish
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The wickedness
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Born out of long lost legends
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We are collectors of the dead
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This slowly dawning horror beckons us once again
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We walk and live in shadows forever and much longer
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The mortal immortals...the restless ones
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The dark of our existence lies deep within
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Our bodies are stirred by an ethereal breeze
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And in these buried lands...
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We are doomed...
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Beyond the haunting
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Lies a dying light
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For those who walk
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On the path of death
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In a tortured grasp of tormented wraiths
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Dreadful dreams claim our failures
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Oblivion is groaning in pain
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At its long decline feel the stirring of our souls
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Our bodies wracked with imagined pain
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Shredding flesh off the bone
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Until we find the phantasm core...
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The scarred entity drifted into sleep
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To face our mercenary nightmares.
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Our moment, our triumph
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A sinister outcome was shattered into pieces.
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Drenched in a moment of unguarded pain
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We are the ones who creep and crawl...beyond the haunting
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The mortal immortals...the restless ones...
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And when the clock of time strikes the quarters
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The entity drowns in a sea of clouds
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Beyond the haunting lies a dying light
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For those who walk on the path of death
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Beyond The Haunting
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Axamenta |