Feel the frozen souls,
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weeping along the night.
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Blessed by tragedy,
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heretics under a dark moon sky.
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Bewitched by a call,
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a spell of grief.
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To mystify the black minded land,
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to obtain the shadowkey.
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Lead by the king of tempests to fade in agony.
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Banish his mighty opponent, chaining destiny.
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Crippled hands tried to reach this shining gloom,
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while daylightfall, guided by fire, bringing them tragic doom.
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Das Erbe der Ewigkeit, geboren in des Lebens Schoß,
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birgend das Wissen der Zeit, verloren in Vergessenheit
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Cold, cold are theirs hearts,
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lost in skies of bitterness,
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where dark angels cry
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waisting away.
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See these hungry eyes burned out by flames of ages,
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rotting lips, touched by oblivion`s kiss.
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Beauty weeps so sadness can dwell in eternity.
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And evil welcomes its victory.
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A devious search, a blind possession,
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longing for might, a cry of desperation.
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King Of Tempests
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Dies Ater |