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The Darkest Hour Music Lyrics

Divina Enema

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[Caym:]

...And naught was found

in thief's chest but his curse!

And loth was he

to render up the keys!

[Caacrinolaas:]

All woes will follow you like crows or urgent flies

he cries

and e'er the oftener the worse shall they become!

[Peter:]

Due west I faintly glimpsed a long dark line

Alas

'twas difficult to learn from it for certain

O anything but hideous hint at death

but laughing roar around

'Defeat again most likely!'

...The trail was long cold when I took it up again...

Would weeper not have suited it far better?

He'd have ransacked

and sniffed that ghastly matter

as no one else would have...

and none's to blame!

That bloodstained grass did render active all

incentives to get shape of holy holt

I had beheld in all its splendid horror

prosperity in bloom before the dawn

Trees all around me spoke in tongue of pain

and there was no response!

[Caacrinolaas:]

You cry in vain!

[Arthur's voice sounding from afar & high above:]

My brothers and my sisters!

Test that seed!

[Caacrinolaas:]

The acorn as the symbol and

you'll see

[Arthur's voice sounding from afar & high above:]

Yield of your faith and wisdom shall arise

[Caacrinolaas triumphantly to Caym:]

Your livid souls are freed to plunder!

[Arthur's distant voice with Caacrinolaas' growl from somewhere below:]

Rise!

[Peter:]

All thicket wept and sang this gloomy song

'The darkest hour is that before the dawn'

[Caacrinolaas:]

The fault at the conclave

had been bearing resemblance with death

No more faith

Just before twisted roots got entangled together

they'd stood holy forever!

Hallowed be thy dome and thy brotherhood!

[Peter:]

That bloodstained grass did render active all

incentives to get shape of howling holy holt...

I had beheld in all its splendid horror

prosperity in bloom before the dawn

[Caym:]

Atrociously I am describing the debt

so usual in grim and whispering kingdom

of your personality

nobody met and no one has seen your last will off

through the mist of disease silly stranger...

you will be deceived by that grove!

LiAlveL of TMT: I: 11, II: 22, III: 33

[Oze:]

Defeat at the conclave

is bearing resemblance with death

no more faith!

Just before twisted roots got entangled together

you'd been holy forever

Hallowed be thy dome and thy brotherhood

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