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Tir Nan Og
From edges to edges
Burning the land of the dead
The flaming horizon
Is rushing ahead
And the beasts and the birds and all men
Flee from the flames
And the ashclouds
Of the last stand
Doomed to be
Eternal wanderers
Like specters
In scorched wastelands
Alienation and disenchantment
Come to their homes
Where they are never
Destined to return
Fallen to ruins
Build on their fathers's bones
Native cloisters remained
In a daydreams and sleep
And the haven is full
Of enflamed, perished ships
World is in motion
Waters of the sacred lake boil
And a shabby hand of the mistress raises
The sword from the stone
Where boiling drops of rust flow
The Wicker Man's shadow
Rises up again
And the ones who corrupted the world
Are gathered to be chained
The world is in motion
The old world is writhing on the altar
And the conspirators' hands
Raising a sacrificial knives
Above the old world
For the new
Great Martyrdom
Noble incestuous royal bloodline
False dark matriarchy worshipers
Ancient fiendish aristocracy
That traces its lineage
From the dark middle ages
I'll stab them in their backs
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