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It's the same dream every night
It's a ritual in the mountain air, a mile high
The skin of the priestess shines
In the fading sun that's growing cold in the Western sky

Your heart's desire held just barely in your grasp
But you wake up screaming, haunted by the past

Weep in anger
But don't speak
Of the night
In the shadow of Black Peak

It's the same dream every night
It's a massacre and the blood flows down
the mountainside
The eyes of the priestess shine
As she bears her chest and hands you
the sacrificial knife

Amidst the ruins of the world you used to know
You see a figure rising, and you feel your
blood run cold

Weep in terror
But don't speak
Of the night
In the shadow of Black Peak
No!

The nightmare ends, and the scene dissolves
into the light
But still you feel the eyes of the thing that
was born that night

There's just one chance to break the curse
The mountain calls, you must return
The beast will come, you know it must
So raise your blade and cast it to the dust

Let your mind go
Feel the wind blow
Through the shadow
Of Black Peak
Let your blade show
That you've let this go
Let the blood flow
Down Black Peak

Let it flow!

It's a long way down

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