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Salt in the wound

The taste was bitter

I had forgotten

The taste of flesh

I had forgotten

The taste of blood

Ages Preserve us

We are Legion

You won't hear the screams

So many at once, a choir

These hollow souls they cannot die

Only Suffer

You are bound here to this service

A Slave

Bearer of the dark sign

Will not be saved

By the sword and shield

The Wheel turns

By the hand of Fate

This world burns