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Into the vast forest of death i welcome thy. Sharpen the blade of my iron sword. Light the fires on the torch, soon you'll realize your impending doom.
A choir of daggers comes from below. A dark soul illuminates under the blood moons glow. The shrill horn of death, under a blackened sky. As the lightning strikes, we'll creep through the night.
Panthior, this is the end. A viscous circle has broken at the seem. No regrets your name is void. The spectral wolf howls at the frostbitten sky.
A choir of daggers comes from below. A dark soul illuminates under the blood moons glow. The shrill horn of death, under a blackened sky. As the lightning strikes, we'll creep through the night.
We forage through the sacred ruins. A celestial force demands the tipping of the scales.
To Secartha now, With unruly force. Vehement opposition, Take back the throne.
We'll creep through the night.
Take to the Night.
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