Now I was standing
in darkness again
Feeling the coldness
emerging from the arcane pit
Absence of vision
clouded sight and hearing
Only the sensation of touch
was living in cold blood
Slicing turbulent flesh
Turning into burning ash
Slicing turbulent flesh
Turning into burning ash
Death to my fate
Running into the corridors
of deceased souls
Not knowing where
this darkness leads to Death
I felt the pain of the demons
as I sliced them into pieces
Not knowing which part of me
was still alive
Slicing turbulent flesh
Showering warm blood
Inhaling foul flood of decadence
Turning into burning ash
mixed with my flesh
and condemned soul
Showering warm blood
Inhaling foul flood of decadence
Slicing turbulent flesh
Turning into burning ash
Showering warm blood
Inhaling foul flood of decadence
Slicing turbulent flesh
Turning into burning ash
Death to my fate
Death to my fate
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