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Listen closer Abode of tales whispers of the gone Wander closer Dust of shadows, tales await Tears cried out bellows of pain But one as always is seen Bound by the voice of bellows and blame Tales of the ancients and our brothers Kin and sisters With horror the list of names Screams fade bowing before the one they fear Cavern thee of whispers engraved Abode of sorrows and lies of pain Dust of dreams failed Shadows a failed shield Darkness protects its own Faced with the master of truth The liar's patron Shall thou flee? Cavern thee of whispers engraved Abode of sorrows and lies of pain Dust of dreams failed Fallen monuments to forgotten crimes Abode of tales whispers of the gone Dust of shadows, tales await Tears cried out bellows of pain But one as always is seen Bound by the voice of bellows and blame The shadows move and deny themselves Light a candle The point a flickering blade Was it lit for the brave who went forward? The fool who failed? The coward who lived? In the darkness the flame a weak blade Grows ever weaker Not so blinding No longer blinded You start to speak voice growing weaker you whisper faced with the master of truth the liar's patron shall thou flee? candles lit
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