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Unearthingpaths of conscience breathing in the sultry disdain

the faces of slain in the reflection can't witness the end of fate

While keeping the flame burning reputable eternal sleep

the final blood spill of kings mounds of the deceased

calling for retribution

singing our praises of old

stopping in their tracks cold

Brakes in the castle walls crumbled pillars crush artillery

as our stronghold falls

there's no doubt in the contoured exile

gravitate and let yourself bleed out the mortal demigod lets you be slain

floating out from wretched caverns the horse of disgust ride into maximum overdrive

hail majestic daggers and cloak finally able to see I'm alive

come forth the weight of millions descending fast and rising with the moon