Curse Of The Immortal Tyrants
Funeral Fog
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Twelth moon arose with ghostly voice
A poet's serenade
Her name a whisper 'pon my lips
And lo, Rorasa came
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Fear me not my grieving King
Funereal in breath
The secrets of the dark I know
And thus, we shall cheat Death"