From the plains of the unborn
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I have traveled from the lands beyond the mirror
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I originate
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From the ashes of what used to be
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Now scorched is the lands of the ancient
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Horrid screams from God that perished
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Elderly paradise
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Consumed in flames of forgotten hatred
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I know to the gate of warping
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That leads eternal waste
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Smell the incense of the ancient
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That watch the gate in peril
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Names of the dormant God
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Lost in societies of a man
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They've awaken from their slumber
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To clench the earth with hate
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From the ashes of what used to be
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Prophecy Of A Dying Watcher
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Iniquity |