Sweet moonchild have thou ever seen
A snowfall day in summer green
Undress your shame and probe the keys
Dark fountain of my tragedies

Like flutes we ride on soulforged wings
Flamedance among thy midnight kings

My rage unfurled I bid farewell
No turning back, you've chosen hell

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