A strange request followed this call
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For the darkening of every light, suffocation of every cry
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Bells of death started to play
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Depreciation of time, the explanation of lies
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Drowning words can't promise delight
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The years of secrecy are gone
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Trembling hands call for a Lord
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The inversion of time, the realization of lies
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Burning the shrouds
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Of your illuminated souls
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It's the embers under our feet
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The trails of blood lead me to your shrine
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It fades away
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Freezing blood under my skin
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The futility of efforts, obedience subverts the reason
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Words descend into a haze
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The inversion of time, depreciation of lies
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Burning the shrouds
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Of your illuminated souls
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It's the embers under our feet
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The trails of blood lead me to your shrine
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It fades away
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Burning The Shrouds
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Dreadful Shadows |