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Pandemonium |
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Swe |
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Behold The Firestorm Of Ages |
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Grim are the times when this flame must arise* |
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Drawn from the bottomless depths of the earth |
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A silent fury unleashed |
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Breaking and shattering all that it sees |
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Moving towards the remnants of a structure once proud |
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Now ashes are the only proof of what once stood |
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The soil is blackened by soot |
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What has become of this glorious place |
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The streams that used to run by have all vaporised |
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A flock of birds move by |
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But the barren waste offers nothing for them |
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All turned to ruins and left to the wind |
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Gone |
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Echoes are all that remain |
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Done |
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The force of destruction unleashed |
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What can end an existence so lightly |
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Where now has everything gone |
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The definition of absolute power |
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Reigning in silence alone |
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A silent fury on the surface of the lake |
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Reminding us of days and dreams |
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That we have been denied |
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Sordid the dreams of this world have become |
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The water shows a warning |
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Of the power supreme to return |
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Cry out in an empty hall |
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Long grow the echoes and silence grows cold |
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Name is forgotten and memory old |
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The woods will crumble and |
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The earth it will heave |
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Can the paralyzing fear be relieved |
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Dream the dream of winter again |
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Rest in the silence it brings |
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Behold the firestorm of ages |
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As it turns all that moves into naught |
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A destruction that is boundless |
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And a crushing force |
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Gone |
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Echoes are all that remain |
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Won |
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Leveling the land |
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What can end an existence so lightly |
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Where now has everything gone |
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The definition of absolute power |
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Reigning in silence alone |
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The screams of vanity |
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Calling the power inside to come forth |
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In silence echoing the words that will |
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Summon my fantasy to me |
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Command us and the power supreme to be ours |
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Return to dreaming |
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Where the power lies |
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In infinity the slumber shall ever be |
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And I summon now this power to me |
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To destroy |
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To shatter and crush |
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The dreams of humanity |
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The flame it will come forth |
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And destruction shall be |
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Behold the firestorm of ages |
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As it turns all that moves into naught |
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A destruction that is boundless |
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And a crushing force |
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Into the arms of infinity |
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My power it delivers thee |
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Return to sleep again |
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And trouble no more |
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A silent fury on the surface of the lake |
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Reminding us of days and dreams |
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That we have been denied |
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Sordid the dreams of this world have become |
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The water shows a warning |
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Of the power supreme to return |
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The range of cloud and smoke emits a sigh |
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The fog goes down again |
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Dreaming of a silent end of days |
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Cathartic cleansing in the flames so full of hate |
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The dreamless sleep of an age has been erased |
