Upon An Oaken Throne
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"I see then nightshade grow" he spoke
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And southern hounds awoke at dawn
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Sought for the ever - liquid of our craving
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Caught by the all embracing nightly sun
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Admass - I laugh at your feeble lies - trash
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Hatred in my eyes and in my blood
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A scream across the fields - the rivers weep
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A vanquished lord upon an oaken throne
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Grief inside my flame - grasp at my existence
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The seal of dawn is broken - fury
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Wildfire
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A windswept thought
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Out in the perimeter where laughs are
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No longer heard, screams no longer seen
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And life is always lost
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Gaze into the skies for they are blind
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Blinded by the nightshade of our lust
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Grinded to dust
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The wolves are here
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The beast of the savage lands
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They drink my blood
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They feast upon my remains
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The tears in their eyes betray
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Wildfire
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Upon An Oaken Throne
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In Flames |