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There are gods in the wake of the flame

Beneath the arcane twilight

A stygian darkness

Invoke screams of agony

As I look into the eyes of the flames

Oh goddess of night

The haunting scent of her realm

A beautiful evil cries

As she faded, a calm black tide

Forever cursed. I have fallen from grace

Screaming to the stars

I have fallen into a pure hate

Ash moonlight guides my way

I'm immortal, I choose my own fate

Cast down by the way of darkness

Fires arise

I am cursed with blackened flame

This bitter winter's night

WIll slowly drain the moon's light

Fire burning black. Pure flames in the night

Watch a hand raise from the shadows

We await the arrival

Terror calls to winter's wraiths

Evokes the smoke. A spell in the night

Here I wait as the stars fall

Laughing as they die

And burn the earth

By way of black fire

Embrace the smokeless flame