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Corruption: The absolute idea of Evil

from Shrouded by the Twilight (EP) by Bastard of Loran

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I who wander stripped of light
Won't gaze upon the morning sun
Endlessly dragged by the moonlight
A black phantom sieged my heart
And hate filled my soul
Like heavy rain over the forests

All the pages were clear when I drenched in blood,
leaking into the crevices of your castle,
and the white canvas, so pure and bright
had always been a mask

My cold hands upon your scars…
The sins of man are no more than a shackle, lift them up at once.

Deceiver of the holy ground
I walked all the alleys of this graveyard
And tears of joy are no different from those of fear or sorrow

Observe my tall shade looming over the gardens of your dream
From dark winds I bent the windows to reach
Upon your pale flesh and morbid soul
For Your Queen, I command your blood

Your Majesty
Saviour of the high blood
I shall be thy sword
Last knight of the line
Sent by the cosmic rule

Oh, Shapeless Mother
Monarch of dense kingdoms
I shall serve your dream
With my blood red crown
Ihyll won’t fall.

I who wander stripped of light
Won't gaze upon the morning sun
Endlessly dragged by the moonlight.
A black phantom sieged my heart
And hate filled my soul
Like heavy rain over the forests
Where hunters carelessly crawl as vermin
- And daylight dies

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from Shrouded by the Twilight (EP), released April 4, 2022

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Bastard of Loran Barcelona, Spain

𝕱𝖊𝖒𝖙𝖔- Lyric conjurator. Choir chamberlain.

𝕷𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖗 - Lyric revelator. Choir portraitist.

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