Overhead the thunder cracked and roared
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And when it ceased the deathlike silence
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Chilled my marrow and bones
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The need to feel dead was killing him
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Like death itself
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Evil is found in the earliest
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Oldest and the most dreadful
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Memories of humanity
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Eternally feared by gods primitive men
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Pale visions, death-pale they were all
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Still cursed, haunted and alone
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Killing woman, children and men
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Sparing neither age nor sex
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A place where reality is worthless
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And all you want is to be left alone
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They grind the land like corn
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Showing no mercy
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Spilling the blood like rain
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Devouring their flesh and sucking
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Dry their veins...
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The undead leaves their graves
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In misty transformations
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You see half-visible bodies
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Floating through the night
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The ancient spirits of the underworld
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[REPEAT VERSE 1]
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All the trees were lifeless and dead
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And there were no birds singing
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The reign of man is over
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Drained for all its powers
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He saw their starving lips shake
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With a horrid grin gaped wide
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And the corpse lies on the cold hill side
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His spirit is carried away
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By the northwinds into eternity
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Ancient Spirit Of The Underworld
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Carpathian Forest |