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Lonely king
In his empty palace
Beating the walls
With furious hands

Waiting for the twilight
For make the war
Files of eternal army
In the nocturnal forest, ready to go.

The sound of crying birds
in the sky!
Maybe it's the last time
What his ears are listening.

Run away!
After the storm
The time its bleeding
Nothing more left.

Riders, the treasure in silence
Awaiting for us!
It's not of golden chains
And it's not called your god!

Veiled sun
Occult for ages
We are attempt to return,
To where never started.

Same old flesh are crowned
A new one king!
Making plans for nobody
In a desert land!

Old steel from the past
Burn in the fire!
Condemned to thoughts of death
In an eternal circle.

Unannounced specters of darkness
Speaks through the crown
...Follow the steps of the damned
over again!

The time shall tell with the history
About the masters and slaves
A circle between mortuary tunics
Reflecting the systematic tragedy.

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