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Now thes burn there's no return
From this here state
And the words of truth are spoken
They all shall turn their heads in fear
Here at the shadowed end
We all shall meet our lost and dear
A sinister music tears at my brain
A symphony where which my mind is raped
Nocturnal treasures lie beyound
Far beyond reality
The Shadowed end
Passing before my tortured eyes
Marching cross the shadowed skies
As storms they ripped
Them blackened clouds
The Shadowed end
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