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Thorns of Grief
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So quiet and beautiful,
Yet when needed be,
Your wrathful ranks,
Are to shatter all that breathes,
And all the spoils of,
Consumptive forms of life,
Shall be thrown upon humanity,
Present Thyself in all,
Of your majestic might,
In the Midnight Sky,
As there is no living,
Before or after me,
I am all and nothing,
A King in the depths,
I am all and nothing,
A King in the depths,
The depths!
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A Longing
02:36
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Till Our Rebirth
13:24
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Illusions
11:36
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