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We draw the runes

Of magic beyond

Between the trees

Of our darkness

Blasphemous oath

Our blood will now become one

Tear down your soul

Give to the grove

I summon you all

To feed the forest with cyan blood

Let the wind blow

In the grove of the ancient lore

Sacrifice my soul to thee

Drown in our tears, o great seal

Mandrake's spears

Rebirth beside the nature's call

Sacrifice your soul

In the grove of the ancient lore