The Isle Of Enchantment

Nocturnal (Australia)

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    Whispered tales
    Dark forboding
    Pale eyes pierce the dark
    In this land of hate

    Beyond graveyard mists
    The moss the stoney ground
    Mezmerized by moon and thought
    I wander alone...

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    Great monuments of evil
    I beheld rites i have seen
    Forboding death
    Black candles hate

    Darkness befalls thy kingdom
    Ravens await thy fall
    I shall not yield thy throne

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