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Glinting around the wings, |
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A vitreous gleam of the eyes |
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Entangles the fleshly garment |
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In the midnight burlesque |
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Thickening to visible mist |
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Earthbound spirits are shown |
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With elongated limbs ending in vicious claws |
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For they lie there in the darkness |
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The chosen tempters of mortal minds |
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Guiding chariots to a new pandemonium |
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Are adorned with powers of the night hag |
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A paragon of vices, lycanthropic skulkers, |
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Effeminate wraiths, children of celestials |
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Sorrow sings a passage from the curse of the thorn |
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Into the nightfall of the elder storm |
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Within the prophecy where time stands still |
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It's dead melancholy when a wolf howls alone |
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Star child demons gaze upon the stars |
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Orbital bonfires enlighten the night |
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In a time of no shadows |
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A swift exodus scours the earth |
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Laying waste on our proud lands |
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Our ghost within is lost |
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An abomination made fierce |
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A vigil embedded in evil |