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Cold wind blows, ocean deforms, the savior is here for us all

So turn another page, towards the false dawn in the restless coiled maze

In the name of hell, hands to the shovel

Otherwise, follow the path with the ever leading light

I repeat word for word, these are the notions these show ye sow

We grew without sunlight, so too does the grain that we circled with pain

In the name of hell, hands to the shovel

Sacrifice, follow the path with the ever leading light

Join the darkness, we shall see another great world

With candlelit skies we construct, we confront