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Within the maw of the conjurer

Locked away at the top of the spire

Mental whip of the torturer

Beaten down and left to expire

Bound to the will of the sorcerer

Stripped of all your worldly desires

forgotten and lost with no way home

I watched it all alone

A frozen cell made stone

I tear at walls of flesh and bone

Spinning and sinking, your soul is leaving

Left to be eaten by without even a name

Living and dying, the reaper is riding

Took all from you, except for your shame

Sorcerer

Betrayer

Torturer

Unholy satyr

Choking and crying, silently dying

Life and death aren’t decided by you

Plotting and thinking, evil is scheming

out of your hands, there is nothing you can do

Butcherer

Betrayer

Torturer

False Savior

Spinning and sinking, your soul is leaving

Left to be eaten by without even a name

Living and dying, the reaper is riding

They took it all from you, except for your shame

Bound to the will of the sorcerer

Stripped of all your worldly desires

Lighting the match just to watch them suffer

Marauders born of funeral pyres

A world for butchers and slaughterers

A tome written by hands bound in wire

The final act of your torturers

Kingdoms lost to the rage of their fires

Plotting and thinking, evil is scheming

out of your hands, there is nothing you can do

Deep within the maw of the conjurer

Locked away at the top of the spire

Bound to the will of the sorcerer, stripped of all your worldly desires