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Come away to the shadowed vale

Where we are obscured from all eyes

Come away before the dawn

Now all the world is a tomb

Drag me into the wild

Among the rose and thorn

Far from the light

Away from the eye of the sun

Fates collide

One thousand years of night

Winds howling a song of woe

Creeping tides drink the light

Haunting specters of the mind

Dreaming of the dead

Ring out the solemn bells

The priestess in the vaults of death

Calling for her wolves to come

She gives herself to the dark