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| Soldiers of twilight |
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| Flame blows and black dust are roaming the old ruin a dull strake rings out dark shadows are rising A shout so far and yet so near full of humility and grief carried by the sound of the wind through the fugues of the ruin In melancholy perished returning knights of vast, which overlasted the centuries bony and decayed are their shulls, their eyes rigid and full of anger, their bodies wraped, in the remains, their once carried robes Theirs weapons rusted, marked from the tracks of time night for night the same horror doomed to go this way the guard of immortality steered from demoniace ordus, to take live and spread fear As soon as the day break falls in, the souls are dissapearing behind the gates of oblivion |