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Underneath the city streets

they gathered.

Centuries of knowledge.

Hidden.

The greatest crime they told us.

Was to sever the bloodline.

All crimes will be punished.

Cast into light.

The dawn came rising.

Scattering ashes into dust.

In the ballroom waiting.

Our creator returned.

Scarred and reeking of vengeance.

Come to haunt us again.

The dawn came rising.

Scattering ashes into dust.

For her crimes she would be punished.

On the dock she stood acsussed.

The verdict was guilty.

The sentence death.

The dawn came rising.

Scattering ashes into dust.

The dawn came burning.

That dawn she kissed the sun.

Her screams filled the Paris morn.