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I've worked for years, Finding long lost tomes
Gathering far and wide
For my ultimate spell
Hark now the angels weep
For the end is nye
Blood dripping down my eyes
I prepare for the rite
Carve human heart still live
Pluck eyes from common coot
Etch the red kings trinity
Mutter ancient words of death, Now my time has come
Ultimate power to end worlds
Hark now your true god comes
Pure power coursing through my veins
Vomit bloody intestines out
Bones rot flash fells off
Dying breath this aint good
Eye of newt not eye of coot
Cast to the void
Falling through a forest of bones
Hells damned fools play
A funeral dirge for myself
Tarred and feathered Nephalem Gouge my eyes out
A voice calls out
You will pay for all of your crimes
Rage against him
Perform sadist acts against
A sea of coots
Their quacks endlessly torments me
My own failures
Thrashed upon fiery shores
Ceaseless Pain
No escape nor solace
All of eternity
To bask in all of my failure and writhe
In the agony of the ancients shame
My failures
They haunt me.
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Wake
08:40
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I stand before a wall of flame
Rejected prince of hatred
Scorned and frail scorned and frail
Laid to waste laid to waste
This anger consumes me
Endless wave of darkness
Assault my eyes assault my eyes
I must die I can't die
The souls of the damned dance
To the sounds of my screams
Their wretched ears their wretched ears
Hear my cries hear my cries
I live in a torturous inferno
Staring through bars made of sulfur
Longing for release that will never
Never never
Never come for me
Wake (x7)
Wake from this
Wake (x6)
Wake from this
Wake (x6)
Wake from this
Wake from this
Ahhhh
Former minions, hear me, come to me,
Wake
Find me, a new vessel, make me,
Wake
Terrorize the living, help me,
Wake
Scour the earth, Pillage the land, boil the seas
Bring innocent under waning moon
Wear their skins like suits
Strangle their families with their intestines
Don’t stop until you fill your cups with blood
Pour it on my grave
I will find a way to rise again
I will rise again, again, again to purge the earth of all the living evil and the leeches that exist within.
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Funeral for a Wizard
15:04
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I crawl my way through this putrid womb
The smell of rotting incense burns my eyes
Towards the light, I pray for my rebirth
The flesh consumes me my new life is formed
The ground quakes beneath me as I slither out
My astral birth sends terror throughout the world
Bone and muscle contort into abysmal shapes
Forgotten gaze, a smile forms and cracks my face
Eyes fully formed, at last I see the end
At my command, an army of the dead
RISES
Fully born, I fly above my battle field
Gabriel blows, his trumpets one last time
Flesh consumed, the living run in terror
My death reaches far and wide
Capitals burn, with deafening silence
All that remains, a bloody visage to me
End of days, laughter breaks the void
My life’s work, my happiness is unbound
Left alone, floating through an empty world
No more light, no more darkness
An empty hole lost and forgotten
Left to pursue nothing
Left alone
Silence carries an uncaring god on apathetic wings
Burn the dead in flameless fire
Haunting those that still rise
My hate burns bright
A light to snuff out those still hopeful
Death impregnates the earths crust like a foul stench
My blood boils over in the dying night
An urge dies in me
My altitude drops
Light creeps in through the cracks in my soul
I feel a sleep come over me
My eyes open to a foul sight
Ringing in my ears brings me to my knees
My hallow a scorched hole
Notes flutter down to the ground
A failed spell sizzles out of existence
Thoughts of hell and happiness fade like a sick dream
All is gone
The power escapes my mind.
Their taunting scorches my shattered pride
As a nearby town mocks my failure
Caustically I rise, carelessly I stumble
As the encore of my life begins
I Sludge through the town, a fallen angel
I Slink to the bell tower, a forgotten failure
Ascending up the splintered steps of the bell tower
A place for those to gather
A hidden hatred rises
A true disdain for all of mankind
Hatred for self forms
I hit the pinnacle
A sum of all my many works
I stare upon a sunny world
Knowing I can never destroy
My feet straddle the edge
I now know there’s no place for me
I leap from the edge
Crashing down to earth
My carnage scraped away in a funeral for a wizard.
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Lowest form of magic
Biggest waste of life
We don’t need more chairs
I just stubbed my toe
Wow and it fucking hurt
Ugh!
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