Thread of Omen - Exodus from the Land of the Dead
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A fortress of sorrow
A construct of hate
A fearful destiny
A bitter, cruel fate
For the souls who have lost the game
The evil dead eternally without name

Arrival on a misty shore
Greeted by a skeletal whore

Blackened bones are strewn across
The frayed remains of ancient plains
The cavernous halls are twilight lit
Unnatural ghostly purple light

I've begged each god to end this hell
A soul too worthless to save or to sell
I'll give my life a thousand times
To live once more with pleasant dreams

A thousand pained servants
Worked to death each day
Mindless, always weary
No appetite, always hungry
Heartless, but always filled
With unresolvable hatred

A kingdom ripped from nightmare
A tear in the cloth of sanity

Pillars of fossil and ancient stone
Ceilings that rise beyond vision
Dark and high is his kingly seat
With view of the plains of the dead

I've begged each god to end this hell
A soul too worthless to save or to sell
I'll give my life a thousand times
To live once more with pleasant dreams

I'll waste this ancient king of air
Gone soft over eons as lord of nothing
But the fettered zombies of craven men
His unhallowed halls shall ring eternally
With what was once his majesty

Now they are free
They gladly rise
An army of the dead with me
Sworn to overthrow my enemy
Conflagration of the land
Death by skeletal undead hand

A kingdom ripped from nightmare
A tear in the cloth of sanity

Marching from the ancient gates
Of marble and granite, claiming fate
Rising from this prison realm
This wondrous waste and wasted wonder

I've begged each god to end this hell
A soul too worthless to save or to sell
I'll give my life a thousand times
To live once more with pleasant dreams