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There's no rest in the raging season
For those who travel alone
Grey skies my sole reprieve
As the winter swallows me

Nevermore the moon shall rise
Upon this dark sanctuary
Watch as the raven flies
The herald of Man's obituary

I steal along a lost dominion
And feel the winter falling
I scoured the sky to still the storm
Yet brought it on in turn

Nevermore the moon shall rise
Upon this dark sanctuary
Watch as the raven flies
The herald of Man's obituary

Bound to a need to know what lay on
I scaled the damned redoubt
The keep forbidden; why, I know now

For in the ancient tower
I traced the script the wrong way around

So the bell would ring in a new dawn
Yet tolled our final hour

Nevermore the moon shall rise
Upon this dark sanctuary
Watch as the raven flies
The herald of Man's obituary

For whom the gods decide
First they sap thy sanity
Behold the written lines
Consigning us to memory

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