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Blood Of The Nazarene

Long Winters' Stare

So ageless this darkness
I can't die trapped all time
These visions you hear me

Masquearde no ending
The waters of christ cursed me to what I am
The blood of the nazarene

Shall be shed This bloodline
Centuries past All clouded
Nothing lasts I dream life

I can't know All future Goes to slow

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