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Guitar solo

I'm passing weary years in a solitary lair

Where specters appear into the pure air

To haunt my worldly affairs

They transferred from other realms

To bring about the place a vague aura of evil

What forces outside the spheres

Ancient morbidity from the dear infinities

Bring bygone mysteries

So marvelous yet menacing

Like a worm unraveling

From the roots of the world tree

To bring forth catastrophe

I am cruel and I am free