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I (myself) |
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Esteban son of the dark side,illuminated monarch of the abyss(which is) forgotten bythe divine light |
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I'm alive. |
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Ancient now inexistent laws,which have been destroyedby you man,prevented me from waking up. |
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I will come riding a black dragonin delirium windsand anguish wingspurify the air'cause |
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I'm coming and sacrificeto the big tree with fire and blood. |
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I Esteban promise... |
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Power and glory in the anarchy of evilto you poor mortalsunite in my magic circlein a way without returnswear in me voices in the windvoices from a moan which fades in a deliriumlike the weak dust settles on the ruins of the past. |
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Oh lost souls in the whirl of the infinite |
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Esteban is alive...and so is the legend... |
