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An object found in an abscent road

A piece of blaze and gold

Teared up again from a sacred ground

Its tale remains untold

A torc filled of souls

A mind took by force

Strange source of war

Fire runs for its own

Ruled by the madness

Cursing the innocent

Different lives it has possessed

Here...

I'm not afraid...

I'm not insane...

I see the light where flames take place

Like an old witch Geis

Turned into disease

His will began to fall

Scorching up the place

Ashes can't be burnt

At the end we're one

Ruled by the madness

Cursing the innocent

Different lives it has possessed

Here goes again...

Crossed through the ages

Stories of Mayhem

A thousand lives it kept in pain

Forever mine