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Renaissance in Blood
Bleeding from the deadly wound
Drowning in this river of pain
Drinking from the stream of fear
Surrounded by destruction
A sacrifice,
The end of my life
Covered in blood
Death is freeing my soul
A cold wind blows from the sky
The blood dries
The fury goes away
The soul rides through the light
Screams fill the air
The gates of death open their arms
Fire enlightens the blackest night
No battle left to fight
A voice whispers to my ear
The voice of the long lost
Telling me not to go
Not to go past the doors of death
A sweet voice makes a promise
The promise to see us again
A promise that ends the ritual
The ritual of a new life
In a pond of blood
Surrounded by skulls
The body takes form
It only needs a soul
The soul arrives filled with darkness
Filled with new life
Filled with a new power
Sealing the ritual
A dark ritual
That fulfills the promise
A ritual that brings
Renaissance…
Renaissance in Blood
Nailo Gottblut The Last Dark Lord 16/01/09
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