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Longing the touch of Twilight
that feeds the hunger within me
Staring into the eyes of dark
moonlike glare, centuries old
Bringer of wisdom eternal into this mind

As the await is granted
the hand of the strong feeds with honor
Those who serve the spear
while chambers are filled with pain

In the stars...
Triumphant throne
pounding with hate

Stream drift away from the sun
now burns alone as eternal
For the victory laid in beneath
Glory of the cursed

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