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Driven underground

By their hate

Disgust for me

Fuck society, fuck

I'll dine with the rats

Rats, alone

Abandoned in the catacombs

Is how I spend my time

Never turn your back

On a man with a darkheart

Never

Turn your back

On a man

With a darkheart

Never

Turn your back

On a man

Of the Darkarts

Never turn your back

On a man of the Darkarts

They stripped me

And hit me with stones

From dark corners

And in my mind

A voice speaks

It is beckoning

For me to seek

The lost key

Hidden in the crypt

A shrouded keep

Buried amongst the dead

Thee skull I'm searching for

Marked with the sign

Of our father's before

With my black magic

I light the way

With my hands aflame

Bright like the day

Rummaging through

My fallen kin

Twisted into shape

As they decay

If I had a heart

The thing would break

Stacked on a shelf

Severed heads

One bears inscription

Across it's crown

Matching my visions

From the Darklord

I smash it off the ground

Revealing the lost key

Driven underground

By their hate

Disgust for me

Fuck society, fuck

I'll dine with the rats

Rats, alone

Abandoned in the catacombs

Is how I spend my time

Never turn your back

On a man with a darkheart

A Small cube sits atop an altar

My attention moves

To the box

Because it gleams

It reacts in my hands

And I begin to see

Bright-white light beams

I am tainted Germain

I am your people's face

I have travelled your world over

And otherworldly distant planes

Our fallen we will raise

My hooks you will embrace

And as your blood drains into the sigil

Our home, we reclaim