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Alghazanth Vinum Intus

I am many and we are one Seeketh I must and findeth we shall From the tunnels most abhorred I, the unclean, once crawled forth Dripping with fluids

I fell... and I arose and fall I shall again, choosing so! The deeper the cut The deeper the scar Each arrow of strife just hardens my shield Replacing

Climb, climb Make thy way up the spine Bless the crown with flames and midst them set thy throne Light, light The pyres of the sight By the virtue of

Red is the winding way that leads me to the gate And black the path beyond Running through unknown plains In the heat of combat, in all untamed love

My voice is fire and the wind is my herald Watch the world burn as I start to howl There's a sense of loss in its ashes' warmth but also freedom from