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Red Magic
04:02
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Jagged stone teeth pierce the sunset
A huntress awaits her pray
Along the forests edge looming into shadow, daylight leaks slowly from the reddened sky
An arrow is released
A life is threatened
But the cycle gives what it takes, prayers mumbled upon death
The huntress creates life anew by extermination
The shadow can only exist by the light.
But the ancient evil is all consuming
Dark magic clings to the roots of the kingdom that threaten the balance
Godlike entities become mortal
Flesh becomes immortal
The stars will reveal the answers to those of worth.
All have bowed down to a Usurper cast into shadow
Darkness visible surround him, one day red magic will shine the light
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Writhing Eerily
04:38
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Writhing eerily
Darkness becomes a feeling
Damnation, havoc, corruption
Spreads
Permeating from my aura
Darkness forms and clings to my soul
Void of my possession
Corruption spreads corruption
Power gained from those I hate
I've harnessed my anger
I'm becoming a deity
Right before your eyes
Soon to be
Soulless bodies, a sea
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Queenly Remains
02:55
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Manipulation harnessed by the weakness of man
Creation of blood, fear, and hatred
Gathered in the sea of death and decay
Channeled by an old magic long forgotten
What’s left of my queenly remains
The energy comes from the deepest of roots
Embedded in the blood soaked earth
One cannot imagine the secrets that lie beneath
interwoven with the roots of the trees
Oh how the trees speak the truth
Her queenly remains rot within
I am one, I am Yaxia
Her limbs are one with that of the tree, face visible in the bark
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Pyrrhic Victory
06:04
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I wage war!
These are the words of the conjurer, the wander, the worshiper and the philosopher
Scribed by a powerful sorcerer
The armies of men alight in the fire
Soon they will seek death
Is this victory?
Subjugated by your enemy
Forever fear me
The flesh of my army, my valuable dead weight
Light torn from their eyes, they march without ending
I feast on their minds, they march, they march without ending
Rip out their minds, fuck all the flesh, burn the bodies, breathe in the rest
Pyrrhic victory
Descends upon them,
Engulfed in blackness with nothing to live for
They have chosen an empty existence
This curse can never be undone
soulless, abstainee, denizen of darkness
Await within the otiosity of the endless moment
You will never escape
If their spirits were their bodies, they’d be piled high
but alas their broken spirits remain inside a husk
Such an empty existence
They will remain a sea of lifeless bodies summoned to obey
All powerful conjurer, give to me the excess of blood, for no drop will ever go to waste and my grotesque needs will be fulfilled
Cutting, slashing, rending, hacking and heaving this shell
For no drop will ever go to waste and my grotesque needs will be fulfilled
Pyrrhic victory descends upon them
Engulfed in blackness with nothing to live for
They have chosen an empty existence
This curse can never be undone
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