The Cruse Of nYarK
Built upon the ruins of the past
Where the sun don't last
On landscape of NYarK
Guilt and glitter left their marks
With madness and the sickness
There's life nonetheless
Toxic gas and dark clouds
This mystic haze covers the crowd
Empire of Darkness
Rule, Lead, Destroy
That's what I'll do
Master of this mess
The King of Flesh
Travellers among madmen won't go far
Those survivors of the Ancient War
Hidden faces behind their mask
Ruled by Orders, as they ask
Noble's mask covered with gem
Symbol of this realm
Striped from my dishonoured face
Punishement is on my pace
Oh NyarK
Don't strip me from my mask
Oh NYarK
I'll live beneath the Masked...
The Curse of NyarK
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