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Through an ominous hedge of iron thorns and bloody leaves

Towards a misty courtyard of diamond tears and silent grief

Embraced by hypnotic fog tombstones whisper their tale of danger

I sense it drawing near... it is the hunger within me!

Determined steps are set on this cold twilight soil - unwavering is my spirit tonight

My devilish kingdom come, my iron will be done - I am the neverending source!

The erupting mouth on the starless skies, the devouring belly beneath the lifeless land

(inhaling the beams of gold...)

He who cracks the universe is now here to command thee!

(exhaling the beams of gold...)

Hear me, ye wandering spirits of the night, ye spectres of the dead!

(inhaling the beams of gold...)

Hear me, ye brothers and sisters of the twilight!

(exhaling the beams of gold...)

Hear me... and answer to my call!

In the midst of all dust and charcoal smoke the will was channeled

Rapid movement now not a feet afar with dark figures around

(yet indefinite)

Under the skin roars out the beams of gold lifting the mind to its climax hour

Faces upwelling from the frosty mold, hissing riding the blue mist

Unwavering is my spirit tonight as I greet my dwellers of the eternity!