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Baelrog
06:12
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tread here with care
a demon slumbers in the deep
gout of fire, wings of night
a fallen angel of despair
toke the flame of Udûn
dank fire will not avail you
demon of the deep
baelrog
servant of the dark lord
fallen god
in the darkness deep
baelrog
slave to evil
lost forever
blinded by its hate
a kingdom brought to ruin
conquered by its greed
twisted souls do battle here
upon this bridge we meet our final end
toke the flame of Udûn
dank fire will not avail you
demon of the deep
baelrog
servant of the dark lord
fallen god
in the darkness deep
baelrog
slave to evil
lost forever
blinded by its hate
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the Helpless Demand
07:21
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you shall toil
as you were made to do
fulfil your place
in the higher plan
work the line
till the field
march and die
for gilded men
bring me the anvil
on which oppression is forged
let them drown
else be dragged down too
so demands the helpless
victims of putrid fate
heed their words
and a new world awaits
visions of change
whispers from the mist
storm the manor
and burn the wheel
but what comes next
who shall take the reigns
shall freedom truly rest
or be usurped again
bring me the anvil
on which oppression is forged
let them drown
else be dragged down too
so demand the helpless
victims of putrid fate
heed their words
and a new world awaits
do not stand idle
change waits for none
you must keep your vigil
eternal for all you have won
so demand the helpless
changers of the way
hear their cry
and tear the old world away
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the Fading Lament
06:27
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here we stand again
at the edge again
staring into
the last abyss
the darkened sky
therein shines no stars
lost in the black
of endless night
what must we give
once more of our selves
to bring about
another break of dawn
too much to bear
tally on my soul
turning away
refuse the call
night stretches on
cold overtakes
colour fades away
the canvas breaks
brotherhood is lost
forever forgotten
era of disdain
and broken hearts
memory of hope
the final lie
shattered
by selfishness
i sit here alone
on the edge again
the blackness reaches out
beckons me back home
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