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The Search
-For Spidershaman I walk the night Shrouded by darkness Alone within torment Of this hell inside The beast awakens Ripped and torn apart By Shaitain’s progeny Descended from night I bleed continual From grievous wounds Suffered within his darkness Injuries left unhealed Through time Cold in my grave I lay sleepless Restless is my soul Forever rising upon the night In a mirrored image of life passed Hunting the hours of darkness Endless I search mortality For the warmth within To end eternity’s torment And let me live again
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