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Faithless

Faithless

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The dazzling sun blinds my senses

I hide beneath the boughs of eternal tree


Life is the reward for haunting the

Nocturnal shindigs of Gods long forgotten.


The empty altars mock their immortality;

The plainchant a hollow reminder of the faith misplaced.


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