| Jag tog mina steg i gyttjans mark
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| Tusende korpar i mörker sky
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| Ett träsk med dödens skugga
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| Där lag min hämndens stund
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| Inget gift mej dräpa
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| Inga svekfulla dad
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| Spjutet med stjärnors prakt
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| Trollet med rymders makt
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| Jag sag nu en grop en ström
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| Tog min vrede och lät mossan svälja
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| Under fanns en passage en klyfta
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| Jag lät den dra mig in
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| Mot djupets sköte for jag än en gang
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| In i djupet av urtids minne
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| Mot gudens djup mot hämndens stund
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| Där grep nu klor av skuggors mara
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| Hon drack mitt blod
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| Hon stag min makt
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| I eld sa bla
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| Jag vred mej loss
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| En urgud som nu skickat mej
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| Hon klöste mitt jag min innersta eld
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| Da tog jag mitt stjärnors spjut
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| Med all min kraft jag skar
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| Ty sa som det var jag sag
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| Urguden och ormars häxa
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| Genom samma blodiga mun de talt
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| En ristad under tva runor
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| En hämnd jag ej nu fatt
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| Men orden ej förgatt
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| Jag blev kung med runors makt
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| Genom hämndens och hatets pakt
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| Urgudens gava
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| Runors makt
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| Mot manen i av steg
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| Trolldom född igen
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| I took my steps in the land of mud
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| Thousands of ravens in the dark sky
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| A swamp in the shadow of Death
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| There lay my moment of vengeance
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| No poison kills me
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| No devious advice
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| The spear with pride of stars
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| The troll with the power of the void
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| I saw a hole, a stream
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| Took my wrath and swallowed the moss
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| Below was a passage, an opening
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| I let it draw me in
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| Towards the deep embrace I traveled once more
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| Into the depths of ancient memory
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| Towards the depth of the God, towards the time of vengeance
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| There gripping were the claws of shadows' nightmare
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| She drank my blood
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| She stole my power
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| In fire so blue
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| I wriggled free
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| An ancient God who now sent me
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| She tore from me my inner fire
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| Then I took my spear of stars
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| With all my might I slashed
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| I saw the truth for what it was
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| The ancient God and the witch of serpents
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| Through the same bloodied mouth they spoke
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| As one, etched under two runes
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| No vengeance came to me
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| But the words were not forgotten
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| I was made king with the power of runes
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| Through the pact of vengeance and hatred
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| The gift of the ancient God
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| The power of runes
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| Towards the moon I ascended
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| Magic born again |