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I chose to revenge

With eyes filled with rage

I will come for you

You'll never leave

Cottage on a mountain

Handful of incense

Evil is what i need

My gate is open

My name has changed

It is dark

I'll make my own fate

Thou art not greater one

I lived without heart

Remade my faith of old

Stone by stone

I carved my name

Walls of prosperity

Red was all around

Twinkles surrounded me

Voices in my mind

Now sky is black

All is silent

Souls will curse the land

The elders pray for mercy

Ancient writings, smell if incense

Holy smoke they come out through

Greeted with unknown tongues

They grant me power of this magic oath

All belongs to me

My grief destroys my past

But that was destined

I am king of grieves

And at last, tears by thousands flows from empty eyes

Sacred gates are burning to ashes

The prayers of misery are spoken by mortal tonques

Judgement day has passed into oblivion

No more sympathy to blind our hatred

Fear conquers all will of life on this bloodied ground

No choice has remained for none of me to complete

Those who fear to climb the mountain will rot in deepest holes