This is the story I will tell you. It's happenned long before I was born
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When the ancient rider Zordrak met the dark goddess of war Nayanna
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Amidst the lurid black forest of Carpathia. Hearken! And observe how
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Calmly I can tell you the whole story interpreted by the mouth of Zordrak himself
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It was about dusk
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One evening during the supreme madness
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The church bells mournfully chimed
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As I rode under the cloak of darkness
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The last echoes of the last chime
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Had utterly sunk into silence
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Perhaps I fell into a profound slumber
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As I entered the deep forest
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The trees were black against the evening sky
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And the blackness of these sombre trees appal
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The sun disappeared slowly beyond the horizon
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And the moon rose in all its glory
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With fire in my heart
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Amid the shadows of the trees
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I was dazzled by the amber light
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Of the eeriness and magic enigma
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At the dead hour of the night
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Amid the dreadful silence
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I've seen a strange form in the dark
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Formidable but exceedingly grand
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She looked like Venus approaching me
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She had stalked with her black shadow before me
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And enveloped me with an ethereal mystery
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It was the mournful influence
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Of the unperceived shadow that caused me to feel
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Although I neither saw nor heard as she came
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Nayanna ... come to me, approach me
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Nayanna ... speak to me, touch me
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"Come, come with me", "Whither, oh my goddess",
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"To your dreams, to your mind, where you can find your greatest power,
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come with me, I can show you the way of immortality"
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I fastened my eyes upon her face
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She was the maiden of rarest beauty
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The blood was her avatar and it makes me insane
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Angelically beautiful with emerald eyes
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Her long black hair billowed out in the breeze
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An aura of mystery surrounded her
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And this flawless beauty enthralled me evermore
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Is it an incarnate nightmare incumbent eternally upon my heart?
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In the inmost corners of heart heart
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She has forsworn all her delights
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Her eyes flashed fire as the shadows of the flicker of the candle
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No gaiety upon her face, the smile gave way to sorrow
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The tears glistenned within her eyes
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And an insatiable desire for blood as well
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She turned away so that I shouldn't see her tears
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Than she looked at me for the very last time
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And in the nocturnal silence she calmly evaporated
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Is it an incarnate nightmare incumbent eternally upon my heart?
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Shadow-veiled Nayanna (She Reveals To Me Every Night)
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Thalarion |