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Lost in the forest, a power humanity cannot contain

Captive inside a mask, vile domain

Envenomating the soul of the person who puts on the veil

Allowing the evil inside to prevail

And as the moon begins to fall down from the sky

All of the madness is held captive inside

Spreading its hatred throughout the four lands

It's the outcome of this wicked disguise

Within three days, all of the population will cease to exist

All through a forced cataclysmic event

Bearing the weight of the moon as it falls from the bowels of space

It is the fate of them, to be erased

And as the moon begins to fall down from the sky

All of the madness is held captive inside

Spreading its hatred throughout the four lands

It's the outcome of this wicked disguise

Poisoning the swamp, ensuring life there will not thrive

Freezing arid mountain tops, there's nothing left alive

This curse cannot be lifted, the essence can't be healed

Imprisoned in this mask, defiling all who travel near

Infecting all the ocean; deep within the well

Vast and wide, the canyons can't escape the nearing hell

Fall down, fall down from the clouds

I am now the ruler, and the moon is my crown

Travel through time to try and escape impending doom

Bring forth the melody (that soothing sound) ensuring constant bloom

It is the fate of the land to die before my hand

As the clock ticks backwards and forwards towards annihilation of the land

Four curses bringing forth destruction

From every corner of earth

Crushing every living being

Under the weight of the moon

So soon, even the guardians cannot help

You're doomed to be consumed

Entering madness, the melody healing the masses cannot be heard

And as existence crumbles and the final day is nigh

We are decimated as the moon comes falling down, down from the sky

As a wicked curse is placed upon this dying wasteland

Bringing judgment, now it is their cursed fate to die, die by my hand