The arcane dust was so far,
so far away from the hall,
but the golden salt off the walls...
nefarious it made us.
Nefarious we all were, nefarious.
Warriors we all weren't, warriors...
Nefarious we all were, nefarious.
Nefarious we all were, nefarious.
The arcane dust was so far,
so far away from the hall,
but the golden salt off the walls...
nefarious it made us.
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