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now covered from the human and living in the hills
i sing my songs in darkness where no light dwells
i reign the throne of stone with a cepter of ice
in darkness i feast in darkness i sing

whats left from my beauty my face and my hair
it's only my teeth my hate and despair
i live in my grave a tomb is my home
i feast on the dead till they are bones
...and i sing

I hate the moon, i hate the moon!

before ages i was born
proud was the king
i was his son
i loved the dark
the blood and the dead
they all feared me
when i reigned the land