| The warrior’s fight with the unearthly forces of the caves of death
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| The fight lasts for months and is challenging for both the warrior’s physic
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| And mental strength
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| Eventually he manages to resist the murderous forces of death
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| Hail to the immortal warrior spirit…
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| Dwelling in the caves of Ephel Duath
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| There lies his throne, drowned in anxiety
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| Worlds below got overwritten by the domains of silence
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| (They lead us to) the crown of immortality
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| Shapeshifting images of misty morning battles
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| As you dwell through the eternal caves of death
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| Divine pictures (as) carmine litanies in reverse
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| Sons of dragons, perpetually cursed
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| Gazing in a dream of suffering
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| A midwinter tear’s epilogue
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| Dwelling through ghastly chambers dark
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| Infinity passes in neverending cold
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| Scarlet dreams in nights to come
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| Misanthropy is our crimson reality
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| A bloodred wire through infinity
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| Through veils as black as never before
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| Slumbering, the dreams are pale
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| One thousand eyes behold
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| As astral images pass in gloom
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| Unconsciousness reflects the reality cold
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| Dwelling in the caves of death
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| Thoughts show the manifests of old
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| As pictures drenched in candlelight
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| Arise to take your soul
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| (Chapter 2: epilogue)
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| The warrior meets his enemies of flesh and blood…
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| … And through the shadowmountains we march
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| Towards valleys in dying grey
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| Fiery swords and blazing bolts
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| In battle, until that glorious day
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| Victory! |