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My Dark SubconsciousBeyond of death, of darknessA land beyond for sure Dark it's sky... Dark as my hatred Several times saw it Because of death that Brings them near Memories from my past time... And now, I'll see the sorcerer He must find the cure, To my dark subconscious To my dark memories about, All hatred upon the dead... Demise among you, The world's gone In my mind the horror lives, Death from the past life, avenged! Memories from my past time... Darkness shall be mine, Open the gates... And now, I'll see the sorcerer |