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By Primordial, Ceremonial beauty beneath a bitter moonPerditious souls danse their danseWinter
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By Primordial, [instrumental]
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By Primordial, We are falling over the ends of the earth
So gather
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By Primordial, And so it seemsI am unbound in my miseryDrunk in
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By Primordial, Lilith my bride... a love of sin so deepWounds of
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By Primordial, A moment of clarityIt spoke to me in tonguesIt spoke
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By Primordial, (Nothing seems to make sense, I'm tired of it all,
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By Primordial, Seems we are to live our final days
Far from
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By Primordial, (Written originally by ancient Irish pagan poet Amergin Glangel)I am
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By Primordial, Brother, what tidings doth thou bring?
Can't you hear Dread Words
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By Primordial, Mairfidh ar bhfuil go deoI gciorcal timpeall na cruinneA dheite
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By Primordial, For those who may Rise
As a Phoenix from the
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By Primordial, I have one Desire
let it be
a Pestilence upon
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By Primordial, Her scent comes to meAs the night breathesHer countenance graveA
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By Primordial, What am I but a thorn in your side?Frost in
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By Primordial, Shone the sunset red and solemn
Where we stood and observed
Down
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By Primordial, Her skin, so pale... shrouded in blackI drew down the
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By Primordial, Shafts of morning dew, fade to duskFires in the distance,
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By Primordial, Dawn's cold passion filters through the treesIn darkness I showed
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By Primordial, Drifting in dreams of memory pastTo pray to never wakeOr
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By Primordial, And so the rain kept on fallingStill a solitary mourner
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By Primordial, Shone the sunset red and solemn
Where we stood and observed
Down
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By Primordial, Beneath the Bronze sky
a Horizon in Flame
The Oceans
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By Primordial, [Instrumental]
[The first rays of a Glorious Dawn, the warmth upon
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By Primordial, Bring the women
and children before me
Let us make
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By Primordial, You... gave me strenght to carry onYou... pass all wordly
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By Primordial, Funeral winds... caress the flameThe naked fire that soothes my
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By Primordial, Soiled hands of work, to pit a Nations Fall
Skeletal hands
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By Primordial, "I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind
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By Primordial, Moonlight bathes my heartThe birds sing my serenadeThe trees are