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Eternally wandering near death
Eternally feel the cold of the soul
Mountains and forest are my fief
Collecting the deep words by night

The dark source of the fluids
Following the left hand of evil
Pure essence of a snowing day
Altar of blackness keep the fire within
Of guilded themes by night
Seeking in the heat of void
The wrath of the earth will fall upon thee
Such a brood of dancing skeletons

Every day seems to be an age
To see the blinding depth
As it comes in first
To the end of this excerpt of the brotherhood

At last let's be the foreigner
The one you had to listen
Speaking voices of death itself
Words of Malkuth

Now the portal of black blood are open

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