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Where once we stood and gathered as one, and the last of the stars died
scars my veins
A shattered conceit, eclipsed by the dawn of a new era
And the last of the stars died, there is nothing for me now above or below this earth
Condemning the memories of a thousand generations, where once we stood and gathered as one Of, and the last of the stars died
I lay and stared as the soils turned to dust, eclipsed by the dusk of finality
Scars my veins, for what long ago was held to is no more
I lay and stared as the soils turned to dust, a hollow shell, where once we stood and gathered as one
We stood and watched as the sky turned to fire, where once we stood and gathered as one
we stood and watched as the sky turned to fire
A hollow shell, my vehemence carries on cold, where once we stood and gathered as one
Eclipsed by the dusk of finality, and the last of the stars died
my eyes shimmer as they fall upon the ruins
Rage and despair entwine, but few now remain on these blasted paths, we stood and watched as the sky turned to fire
my vehemence carries on cold
And the sacred hollows of old were sundered, my vehemence carries on cold, rage and despair entwine
For what long ago was held to is no more, a shattered conceit and, where once we stood and gathered as one
death-charged winds
Rage and despair entwine, we stood and watched as the sky turned to fire
And the last of the stars died, and the last of the stars died, there is nothing for me now above or below this earth
But few now remain on these blasted paths, there is nothing
And the last of the stars died, rage and despair entwine, a hollow shell
death-charged winds
there is nothing
there is nothing
Many have been those who walked before me, condemning the memories of a thousand generations
many have been those who walked before me
my vehemence carries on cold
It burns through me, we stood and watched as the sky turned to fire, and a broken man surrenders
Many have been those who walked before me, rage and despair entwine Fen, my vehemence carries on cold
loss scars my spirit
It burns through me, condemning the memories of a thousand generations ruin, rage and despair entwine
There is nothing for me now above or below this earth, my vehemence carries on cold
scars my veins
a hollow shell
There is nothing for me now above or below this earth, condemning the memories of a thousand generations
and wracks the remains of an already tormented spirit