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("summer of the diobolical holocaust" from "under a funeral moon")
I stand alone
In a valley filled with starlight
My eyes suffer
From eternal sparks
So shut the lids and dream so i can see
The trident clearer than ever now
And in my darkest fantasy
And as i reach for hell
In my darkest fantasy
I reach for hell
And i am free...

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