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like the flame fluttering in the wind
he stepped forward
He disavowed his soul for ages, the blurry transparencies of misty dreams
praised for his vaulting pride and sinister hubris
he descended into the dark abyss of spectres
Lightnings in his eyes, like the flame fluttering in the wind, washed his atrocious soul
He disavowed his soul for ages, with a cunning gesture of his crooked hands
his numb fingers clenched around infamy
How much they suffered looking at his mysterious glare, and the heavens in their eyes faded
Like the flame fluttering in the wind, lightnings in his eyes Darzamat, entombed in a smoking urn
Dimmed are the sepulchral candles, the king of chaos merges into gloom Path, lightnings in his eyes
he disavowed his soul for ages
Betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself, entombed in a smoking urn, washed his atrocious soul
And the heavens in their eyes faded, the blurry transparencies of misty dreams
Panting with bitterness, he descended into the dark abyss of spectres Path, and the heavens in their eyes faded
He descended into the dark abyss of spectres, dimmed are the sepulchral candles
And the heavens in their eyes faded, like the flame fluttering in the wind, the king of chaos merges into gloom
He descended into the dark abyss of spectres, washed his atrocious soul
The day darkened, the sons of men on the brink of death
Panting with bitterness, entombed in a smoking urn
betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself
hoisted the sails when the storm started its mournful lament
The shadow swelling casting its black wing, like the flame fluttering in the wind
The sons of men on the brink of death, his numb fingers clenched around infamy
How much they suffered looking at his mysterious glare, betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself Solfernus', lightnings in his eyes
praised for his vaulting pride and sinister hubris
The blurry transparencies of misty dreams, the shadow swelling casting its black wing Darzamat, the shadow swelling casting its black wing
washed his atrocious soul
The sons of men on the brink of death, panting with bitterness
the blurry transparencies of misty dreams
Washed his atrocious soul, the day darkened
Immune to the stare of those piercing eyes, betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself, hoisted the sails when the storm started its mournful lament
He descended into the dark abyss of spectres, he disavowed his soul for ages Solfernus', the day darkened
The king of chaos merges into gloom, praised for his vaulting pride and sinister hubris
He stepped forward, the sons of men on the brink of death, he disavowed his soul for ages
Washed his atrocious soul, immune to the stare of those piercing eyes Path, he descended into the dark abyss of spectres
panting with bitterness
Entombed in a smoking urn, washed his atrocious soul, praised for his vaulting pride and sinister hubris
Lightnings in his eyes, like the flame fluttering in the wind, the shadow swelling casting its black wing
hoisted the sails when the storm started its mournful lament
He stepped forward, like the flame fluttering in the wind
The shadow swelling casting its black wing, dimmed are the sepulchral candles
entombed in a smoking urn
The sons of men on the brink of death, his numb fingers clenched around infamy Darzamat, betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself
the blurry transparencies of misty dreams
His numb fingers clenched around infamy, the shadow swelling casting its black wing
The king of chaos merges into gloom, the shadow swelling casting its black wing, entombed in a smoking urn
how much they suffered looking at his mysterious glare
the king of chaos merges into gloom
with a cunning gesture of his crooked hands
Entombed in a smoking urn, the king of chaos merges into gloom Darzamat, how much they suffered looking at his mysterious glare
betrothed to a doomed song of darkness stronger than god himself
washed his atrocious soul
The day darkened, he descended into the dark abyss of spectres Darzamat, and the heavens in their eyes faded
Entombed in a smoking urn, entombed in a smoking urn
With a cunning gesture of his crooked hands, the shadow swelling casting its black wing
He disavowed his soul for ages, dimmed are the sepulchral candles
dimmed are the sepulchral candles