staggered across oceans to new worlds Came, saw, ultimately conquered all But what can we as simple mortals do with it? Meandering aimlessly through a
[Diabolical Masquerade cover] Once upon a time in a medieval legendary world In late December cold of the thousand winter season Blackheim took farewell
a beginning One unto the other In life and in death Until there is nothing left We cannot say, that is to say, put our finger on such a thing That none
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death There is still a chance To take back what is not ours From the hands of those who would suck it dry This may not yet be a graveyard earth We could
Awake Slaves of gods Revive Fear not thy glory Take it for thyself And rest none on fallacy Stand atop thy stolen dominion Forever Thy era hath come
Behold the crystals of the new day! They are nothing but concrete They were set by men And so eventually shall wither and crumble With power inevitably