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In my veins runs blood of great victories
Blood of victorious murderers in ancient battles
Guided by the cursed and implacable hand
Dominated by the perversity of a bright... mind

Fast as a flash in the darkest night
Faster than the iron blade sliding down the neck
A cold and dark whisper in the ear will be enough
To announce my surprise arrival from behind

You will only feel the uninvited death come
The cold feeling of leaving this world
The helpless effort to oppose is in vain
Just kneel before the old one!

“I belong to the cold darkness of eternal night
To a place that nobody will ever want to belong to
I wander to the eternal shadows full of hate
Just waiting for that chance to quench my spirit”

When I attend to the so-called
Return to the beginning
There is no regret
There will never be forgiveness

This is the rise of the old... one!

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