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I met her in my nightmare as she gave me a gift.

She sent me to the frozen lair. In the middle of the mountain rift.

The chalice of the prophecy should be fulfilled.

So i stepped onward straight to battle field.

Now i am here. And still paying.

I am Going near. To my ending.

Fighting alone. So many scathing.

Creating a tone. Of my crying.

I opened the sacred gate

to the endless misery and hate.

And spilled scorching deadly sins.

Broken my dreamed angels wings.

Now i am here. And still paying.

Going near. To my ending.

Fighting alone. So many scathing.

Creating a tone. Of my crying.

Don't you see? Her gift was a curse.

I was decieved by my own thirst.

Can't you see? „She“ is my own past.

And i should've never given her my trust.

Now i am here. And still paying.

I am Going near. To my ending.

Fighting alone. So many scathing.

Creating a tone. Of my crying.

I opened the sacred gate.

To the endless misery and hate.

And spilled scorching deadly sins.

Broken my dreamed angels wings.