The shadows are calling
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The shadows are calling
Chaos enters my mind...
Howling voices call from below
Southern stream is raging,
there's no choice but to follow...
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There they are,
Staring from the abyss
A new form of divinity
seeming like eternal bliss
I am not the same
Since I met you there
Soul (is) descending to the dark,
Eternity is near...
Can you smell the odour of sulphur and decay?
His wings overshadow all,
as the grounds melt away...
