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Night sheathed in mystery
until the day pervades the dream
Wolves howl in harmony
with all the beasts that creep around unseen

Seeking their sodden prey
that will not get away
He gazes down from tower high
and howls in his own way

The fate of those who dwell below
to them remains unknown
The strength of a lion flows through his hand
as he perfects his plan

Now wrought with misery and pain
he's cast away and left for dead
A solemn oath he swears:
to take whats theirs
and fill their world with dread

His scorn has seethed for centuries
the time has come for men to bleed
The cursed sword out from the forge
has a hunger he must feed

The fate of those who dwell below
to them remains unknown
The strength of a lion flows through his hand
as he perfects his plan

A storm of death shall cleanse the land
and wash all life away
The gods will cry and say goodbye
A final penance paid

Solo

The fate of those who dwell below
to them remains unknown
The strength of a lion flows through his hand
as he perfects his plan

A storm of death shall cleanse the land
and wash all life away
The gods will cry and say goodbye
A final penance paid

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