When the blackest winds
Burn the holy one
And the falling stars
Crush the sacred ones
When the moon turns black
And the sun is red
As the orbits rest
Total darkness reigns
When our eon dies
We shall see the truth
Like a dying star
We shall praise its past
Burn the holy one
And the falling stars
Crush the sacred ones
When the moon turns black
And the sun is red
As the orbits rest
Total darkness reigns
When our eon dies
We shall see the truth
Like a dying star
We shall praise its past
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