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Blissfully awaken from tarnished soil
Resurrected, infected degenerate toil
No longer restrained by corporeal chains
Soul charged, but cold, numb and stained
Sworn into a perilous quest
Plundering the pure on request
Entranced by primal sorcery
An eventide of cruelty
Submission into the nighted depths
Grasping at the silvery string
Life-force returned as rivers of ice
Bestowed by the Monarch twice
Blissfully awaken from tarnished soil
Resurrected, infected degenerate toil
No longer restrained by corporeal chains
Soul charged, but cold, numb and stained
Developing membranous wings
Hovering above the usurper
Inside a spherical wasteland
Toll of time disconnected
From vaults of spiritual condemnation
Called aforth by astral contemplation |
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