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Sowing Darkness
The century is turning.
The world beset by war.
A young queen risen to power.
Rotten evil to her core.
Taken to by foolish angels.
Who promise her a wish.
A magical great miracle.
They gave unto a witch.
Down in the castle.
She knows what awaits.
By the time they know what she wants.
It's too late.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Or die on your knees.
Children of the slaughter.
Bowing at her feet.
Take them as her daughters.
Never know defeat.
Out on the battlefield.
Where blood's running thick.
Merciless, they never yield.
As plague takes the sick.
Dropped to inferno.
Dragged through the gates.
Let her unfold her wings.
A whirlwind of hate.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Or die on your knees.
Bow down.
Before the queen of darkness.
Bow down.
Before the queen.
Now your time has come.
Ruler of the wasted lands.
Stand and fight or run.
Hope is slipping through your hands.
Your dark reign is done.
Your veil of darkness disappears.
Burning in the sun.
The light brings life into your fears.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Now die.
On your knees!
The world beset by war.
A young queen risen to power.
Rotten evil to her core.
Taken to by foolish angels.
Who promise her a wish.
A magical great miracle.
They gave unto a witch.
Down in the castle.
She knows what awaits.
By the time they know what she wants.
It's too late.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Or die on your knees.
Children of the slaughter.
Bowing at her feet.
Take them as her daughters.
Never know defeat.
Out on the battlefield.
Where blood's running thick.
Merciless, they never yield.
As plague takes the sick.
Dropped to inferno.
Dragged through the gates.
Let her unfold her wings.
A whirlwind of hate.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Or die on your knees.
Bow down.
Before the queen of darkness.
Bow down.
Before the queen.
Now your time has come.
Ruler of the wasted lands.
Stand and fight or run.
Hope is slipping through your hands.
Your dark reign is done.
Your veil of darkness disappears.
Burning in the sun.
The light brings life into your fears.
Sowing darkness.
Selling the crown.
To be immortal.
Tearing it down.
Burning the world.
And spreading disease.
Become the ruler.
Now die.
On your knees!
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