Black are the robes of the elder
He who knows truth from fable
Destined to live a life of misery
Demon by his side
He who knows truth from fable
Destined to live a life of misery
Demon by his side
Fear overcomes you when you speak of him
Death clouts your mind and chills the bone
All he can offer is his misery
Slowly coming home
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