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By the works of Darkness... My By the works of Hatred... Eyes By the rites of the Waste... Meet By the words of Pain... Yours And our eyes meet the
Sadly, I depart To a land too profound To be discouvered By mankind Engendered out of images Fed by broken hope I fly... my wings carried By the breath
In the wind of the mind rises the Turbulence called I It breaks down, showers the barren thought All life is shocked, this desert is the abyss Wherein
Masters of Space, time and Infinity No barrier they do not Overpass!!! Domes cover underground Chambers Noble Lords stand tall to the Sky Whilst they Carry Draconis
With fire and sword, with water and dagger With the assistance of thunder and rain With the open sky above I concieve With the Blood and with pride I
With the pride of the silent Storm Came the Hordes of the Dark conqueror For Thousands of ages crossing the land of Stars Carrying a crown of thunders
The light has killed my deepest emotions My thoughts are as snowed winterfields I am one with the pit, enemy of the Sun Immortal is what I will become
Calling upon the Ancient Ones Lords of a Time before memory Calling upon Ninnghizhidda, serpent of the deep The time of the entering of the Gods has
