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The mirror is the psychic gate |
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To reach and touch the |
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Dragon The serpent of the inner plain |
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The highest of all adepts |
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A thousand eyes gazing upon |
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The candlelight of my soul |
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Undead's thirteen waxing moons |
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That shed their light on |
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Death's own skull |
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Through my black mirror |
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I change the self |
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Through my black mirror |
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I change the world |
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The black halo reappears |
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As the fearsome hellfire trident |
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Both weapon and sacred symbol |
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Of my bloodline manifests |
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Tonguing out my hungry soul |
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With violent telepathy |
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Connecting all my spiritforms |
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With the fiery |
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Barracks of |
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Abyss I work my magic through the dreams |
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I twist and bind their will |
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Like crafty mist |
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I infiltrate |
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To shape and change their futures |
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The father of lies |
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Speaks the truth |
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I am the father of lies |
