Black gleans the eye
And the fire gold
In the colours of the night
You shall wander
You shall wonder
Shadows of this token
Sadness of this moon
Silence of this tomb
Darkness of this womb
Sadness of this token
Shadows of this moon
Darkness of this tomb
Silence of this womb
Black gleams the eye
Mast hidden light
Embrace the stillness
In the colours of night
...With the wnad createth he...
...With the cup preserveth he...
...With the dagger destroyeth he...
...With the coin redeemeth he...
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