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Far across windswept mountaintops

To consider his eventual return

He must pass on this cursed fate

Reborn, all, it must die

Manifest but one event

Purge of the ages

Constant cries, no reconciliation

They will fall, they will crawl

In filth, in blood, in charred viscera

Reveal all we saw

Wrath in my eyes, forward I march

Tied to the fate of my master

Sent out in force, we signal the others

Kill them and feed on their cries