Choose your cradle of filth
Discipline that I've instilled
Turn and face your sacrifice
As I revolve this lead of might
Bring the fables from thy tomb
Sporadic doom as knights loom
Does clergy support this passion?
Pure wrath of the winged assassin
Hour is late as kingdoms unfold
Signs in disarray, you fight in loathe
Cues of silence spark the mastery
Knights revolt to demonic treachery
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