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A thousand years I've roamed the plains
And waved the hand of doom
I've seen the tears that fall
Like rain from the waste and ruin
A shadow's cast from me to you
A time to claim
All that's mine, my wrath is blind
The balance is where you hang
I'm the Widow
Maker
I'm the Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widow
Maker
The cries of sadness never heard
Fall deaf upon my ears
The stench of madness, raging wars
I've seen a million years
The smell of sorrow fills the fields
And lingers in the sky
The littered ground will swallow down
The souls that fill my eyes
I'm the Widow
Maker
I'm the Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widow
Maker
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