At dawn the mist leaves<br />
The fields of battle unveil the hallowed profaned<br />
Under heaven man believes he will be saved, heaven failed<br />
Amongst suffering winds tormented souls betray the opposite side<br />
The curse is one deliverance for the blessed one<br />
The ones who sought the light<br />
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Curse the fire offers<br />
To the medium ones<br />
To the opposite blood<br />
Away to fulfill their own<br />
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Blinded by the thorns my entity will burn<br />
Into dust I'll return, into ice then I will shine<br />
Few paths are known on the way to purity<br />
The purity of the own, what they worship is it worth?<br />
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Again we failed<br />
Untold, but long ago...