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Take me home |
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Ye beckoning ocean waves! |
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My vessel is prepared |
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Eagerly, my spirit yearns |
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Through the gates, Transylvania calls |
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Anointed am I |
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Exalted on a course to man averse |
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Cloven-hooved my footsteps be |
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The self withdrawn |
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Expanding as the rays of death illuminate |
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The bridge and the path to the waters of Ain |
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Where no corner's define |
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To the waters of Ain |
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Where no circles confine |
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To the waters of Ain |
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To the twilight of time |
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To the Death |
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To unmask the featureless face and know its numbing beauty |
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To remove the fig leaf from her cunt and enter |
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Beyond! |
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To pluck the fruits forbidden |
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Ye grapes most ripe, ye blessings of the underworld |
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Unleash your bitter rivers |
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Burn this tongue of mine |
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Oh wormwood sweet |
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Damnation's infernal wine |
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From the waters of Ain |
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Where no corner's define |
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From the waters of Ain |
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Where no circles confine |
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Flow, ye waters of Ain |
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As wormwood and wine |
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To the Death! |
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Their waters as one water in a stream against all streams |
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Sweet and salt now intermingle in the waking veins of Kingu |
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The havens tower in the yonder now |
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Where my vessel shall set sail |
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A voyage without end across the ageless waters |
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To shine beyond! |
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Do not mistake me for a star |
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Though I'll shine like them at night |
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But behold instead the darkness in between them |
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The Devil's light |
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Fearless I tread at the outpost |
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The brilliant abode of the dark |
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At the bridge from the known to the great unseen |
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I shall not linger |
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Saturh, great dark in the yonder |
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I give you my soul to devour |
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So that I may be judged in your deathlike glare |
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And purified |
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For thou art the wisdom's keeper |
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The shoreline where truth shall unwind |
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A truth that in life I am doomed to search |
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But shall die to find |
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And so his burning ship departs out from these shores |
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Never to return |
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And so he sets his sail |
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Towards the setting sun at the end of the world |
