Ravens flew and all colors disappeared
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Darkness emeged from the bleakness
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Of this mortal world what a disgusting place
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A step closer to the pits of hell
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You life distracted, your soul departed
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The sacred aim completed
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All flowers withered in universe so pale
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This is the place no one may ever reach
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A point of no return
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Far beyond the within
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Caverns made of sulfer, conceald in
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Everlasting snowfalls of gray
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The only river flows deadly frozen
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There're no more tears, and no more peace
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No loving soul to cover you
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No more sun to grant us warmth
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All horizons weep in laughter
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For they're shattered
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None of the prophecies fulfilled
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There's no more trust in dreams
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Luing bastards of despair
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Our desires died the death of poor
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It's the wrong place to seek shelter
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It's all too wrong
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Oblivion (still) has a color: bloodred
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Bloodred Utopia
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Rossomahaar |