my pale soul
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shines under my moon
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on one of my bold mountains
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i stand
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i hold my torch high
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up against my black sky
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the skulls in my belt
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glow in the light of the moon
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so does my sword
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more and more as the unpure blood
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runs off and down on my bold
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strong mountain
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if runs
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my mountain drinks
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it calls the rain
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it calls my father
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brutally they come
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as thunder
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they slam their powers
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deep into my pale soul
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i scream in pain and lust
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my wind brings the rain
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from my mighty oceans
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my black sky is still clear
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i scream and laugh
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as i dance the dance of war
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under my moon
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in my storm
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on one of my seven mountains
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As I March
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Aeternus |