Of mortal souls, I am the keeper... Of mortal souls, I am the keeper...

What pride, what power? When did our intent get so dour? What pride, what power? When did our intent get so dour?

Reaping art of writing in hilly highland Perhaps I have lot of answers, to sing for thee art... Reaping art of writing in hilly highland Perhaps I have lot of answers, to sing...

WHEN THE END COMES... WHEN THE END COMES...

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To save us from pain masqueraded in chrome. To save us from pain masqueraded in chrome.