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Through timeless, decayed dreams
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In a moist autumn wind over deserted plains
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Against Sorias mountains
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I come, a Devil's Knight
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Smooth is the rune on the high mountain
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Washed away by rain and winds
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Enchanting force of evil lurks
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Here at Trollhome's moudly gate
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Perplexed by the dark building
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Made of stolen gold from the pact of light
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Used as mockery to make their walls fall
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We ponder over this kingdom
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So beautiful, filled with timeless dusk
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As a star in the gorge of emptiness
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Brings forth a nightly wondering
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Over thoughts from a long gone time
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Straight to the sky it is erected
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From the endless black memories of time
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Storm blown out of the black inner
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Has rock rolled from heath to bottom
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Wondering and anxiety gather in the night
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In the darkness looming about the spire
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For no day knows the way here
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No light can sneak in
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Where sorrow has conquered all joy
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And built a land on human's earth
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Filled with ice-cold splendor and glory