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Living, dead and dying |
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We stand covered by Black shroud |
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We await the moon and wind |
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Fire burning on the altar |
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Burnt the incautious spirits |
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By it's red glare, awoke the magic stones |
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We've united good and evil |
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We've created the highest power |
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Magic and might of dark blood |
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Blood from the scars of wounded Gods |
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Runes engraved by Devils |
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Besmeared by the Black Blood |
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In the Glare of furious lightning's |
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Spell of the damned runic words |
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Altar of uncoagulated blood |
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Altar surrounded by the women-wolves |
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The words pledged to moon |
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We repeat incantations written in blood |
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Spirits come and walk among us |
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We curse their fear and awe |
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We curse our mercy |
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May my soul burn in the fore of purity |
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Evil wind tears the trees |
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Moon hidden over the clouds |
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Black smoke teases our eyes |
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Burnt blood charms by it's smell |
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Night of the ultimate darkness |
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Elected it's sacrifice, it's tribute |
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Feeding by our fear and our pain |
