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What of this place - so unique

What of this being - wants to sense of pride

So shall we breed - across the lands

Where are our gods we so simply perceive

What of this place - so blackened through

Fear it not me, even not me

We're of a time we see that we breathe

We perceive

We terminate by the sun

In our own cold way

We celebrate with our fate

Where we burn

Chaos we see in our realm

Coming for the light we see in our fear

We will be

We sentence our lives to be free

Strangulation of life we see

We sentence our lives to be free

(All we want is to go out in the dark)

Strangulation of life we see

(But who cares we can't see it anyway)