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Summoned to the house of seance |
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To play the evil tarot cards |
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To find out what our fate will bring us |
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Before the war |
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Approaching now the hour of Tiamat |
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Evil feelings in the air |
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The chosen wait impatiently |
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To find the rituals of power |
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Come out of the fire |
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Making the legacy known |
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Predicted by the past |
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Takes its toll at last |
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Now knowing when it strikes |
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The endless feuding shows its fate |
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The people are all shocked with fright |
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They know the end is coming near |
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It's time to fight |
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The revolution holds on strong |
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The armies have all met their match |
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Entire world up in arms |
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Destruction sees the spirits of anger |
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Come up from the gallows |
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Conjured my demons appear |
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Summoned to my cast, prey this deadly mass |
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Taken by the fire you fall |
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The world became a vast wasteland |
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Survivors turn into cannibals |
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Killing everything in sight |
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Warfare tonight |
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The armies are all closing in |
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The population's getting small |
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The feelings are as cold as ice |
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Survival names its price |
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Starting to burn the rape and violence grows high |
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A kingdom will rise to rule with contempt |
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They will surprise, kill and repent |
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The weakness in armies |
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Won't die |
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Won't die |
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Won't die |
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Leaving now the house of seance |
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Speculating destiny |
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Wonder if the cards were true |
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Will wait to find out and will wait to see |
