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of not-knowing, absorbing the dying sun.
"There is in the sun's grave, ophidians of blood and night
Whose tails are lost in never.
Highest crown thrones beyond all

My feet belong to the ground
Not a pedestal
Can I throw away my crown
I don't need a throne
I have the world to see 
And real love
You can take my

are sleeping under crowns
Young spring on the  throne
O shadow's walking on her own
Black as heart you turned to coal
Sweet pipe sound that grasps

They hold the knowledge of this frigid crown,
Where novice souls in icy caverns drown,
A climber's fate, by the cavern's hold,
In frozen silence,

to black and white 
You sat me in a throne and vulnerable I became 
A king under your control 
The gold of that crown melted 
Dripping
Falling faster into

of the Lord
Will never fall against the 
Damned False God
Leading to our freedom

He's against the throne of the divine 
And vanquished by the great light
Live

out to win
Carrying a crown and a bow
A Red possessing a sword
Bringing the fury of war

Here are the steps of the Black
Your knight brings a balance in

leading to
Hollow deeds, devoid of grace

Sleepless nights, In the bed of deceit
Broken is the back, In the ethereal throne
Crushed by the burden,

Oh, and anything
You could have been in the world

Crown of desolation
Palace built of bone
An infestation rests upon your throne
In your most private

Let me take the invader's throne
Let me wear my well-deserved crown
Bring to my feet the purest gold
And maybe then I'll bless your world
 
We will

the strenght of eagle, which has rise and gone
I, who wished highest fire
Who kept gods by the pyre
I moved them from their high thrones
For ascend humanity

The mighty halls, sits by the dark
Behind the walls, the frozen crown

For the mighty throne will stride
Reign supreme beneath the sky
Before the mighty

There's a path beneath those stones
With this crown
I've found my throne

Wretched furrows
Carved in the earth 
By your hatred and your avarice 
Your false sense of worth
Hiding in your towers
Year after year
Recapitulating

murdered
The lion in his throne, laugh,

His treasure nobody saw
The time has come starts now

With sword and shields in hand
We take the lion's crown
With

throne

The walls come down and no one cares
To put you back together again
When all is lost I'll be there
To put that fucking crown on my head

I'll use

Sorrow and pain can hold me no more
Transfigured by His wounds and His scars
He paid it all so I could know Him more
And now hope resides in His

Get ready to open fire
My one desire
To live and die by the sword
We conquer empires empires
The proclamation
Of devastation
My clan's getting ready

Cut the troath of garbash liars
Black angels round the throne of truth
Bastard followers cries while implore me mercy
While burn the church in me is

me drink the elixir of impossible love
By their fault the sun dies out - Behind the crimson horizon
Blessed be the fundamental transgression
I burnt

the noblemens eyes
A whirling storm of mist
Shall carry the monarchs into victory

On thrones raised by sorrow
With crowns forged with blood
We rule in endless

the noblemens eyes
A whirling storm of mist
Shall carry the monarchs into victory

On thrones raised by sorrow
With crowns forged with blood
We rule in endless

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel