The darkened sky above possesses a sense
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of far beyond
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Dismal visions from a distant past summons
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a fate unknown
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Ancient visions sweeps fast by your blinded eyes
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A raven flies over the cenotaph, an ancient
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force to rise
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Rise!
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Caressing the ground of the evil one
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Infinite songs heard clear and strong
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This once so placid place is now
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where the dead speak and walk
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The call of the mist - suffocation
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of all life
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Conjuring of souls, then lain in
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destruction
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Devour my souls in eternal blasphemy
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I'm the mourner of the ones who died for you
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Swallowed by the dark embracement
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Open wide the somber gates!
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My god has horns......
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The Call Of The Mist
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