Suddenly life turns around
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from the blackened interior sky
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A race full of empty bounds,
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a dream without the old and dark seraphim eye
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A trail of forsaken souls
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Doomlight
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Nightsource
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The journey of spirituality
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It’s always the pain that floats to the ground
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A masquerade of eternal…
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Dawncrest
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Mistdome
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The loss of depressed morality
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Coldborn
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Oathbounds
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The centuries of mankind withered again
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Fear and time
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The perfect rhyme
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The crumbling walls come forth for the palindrome
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for the palindrome
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The ageless why
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Spirits from far away
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The sorrow with a sigh will swallow all the gales
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For the palindrome
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Where the breaths sedate,
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Bent the mortal bow (of sins)
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A structure of escape
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Will set mankind in hate
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downfall and pure decay
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Who will unlock the lands beyond our death
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And who will crush the gate of the chains
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Behind the speechless doors dreams watch and break
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Fear and time
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The perfect rhyme
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The crumbling walls come forth for the palindrome
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for the palindrome
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The ageless why
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Spirits from far away
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The sorrow with a sigh will swallow all the gales
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For the palindrome
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Creep through the gates
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Where comets with fiery trails
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Embrace the divinity
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Stargazers of life and death
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All heavens are sealed
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Dwellings near urns
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A small vessel in abyss
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Thin hands are reaching for the flames
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To enlighten (the godsend race)
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The seasons do not change for the mass
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begotten and blessed are all the sufferers
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All the fields lie above the empty world
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springing up from tombs and then they fall
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and they fall, at the end of the beginning
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in a life’s palindrome, palindrome
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Into the night it chases the fire across the shadows
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pointed so far, and wide in life’s torch
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The souls sleep, over the reflection
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of the wanderer’s times and wars
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The idols, foreshadow
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the plague and wrath of incarnated leaps
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Spacetime
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Wrathvine
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Devotion of ethereal zone
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Frostrite
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Mournhymns
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the stars of inhuman throne
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Bloodscars
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Galestars
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the future drowned, hopeless and weak
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Graverush
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Thornblast
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into the whirlpool of cyclone’s life
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(nípson anomímata mi mónan ópsin) |