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The Crown Through Eyes Of Oblivion

souls Fists bleed from holy wounds Lost in reason, plunder our fears We plunder our fears Through eyes of oblivion Visions of greater ones Through eyes of oblivion

Oh, the ancients all hope of Abraham Send you to the sacred land To change form, the daunting rituals that leave you scorned Crown of thorns adorns the

the ancients all hope of Abraham Send you to the sacred land To change form, the daunting rituals that leave you scorned Crown of thorns adorns the unborn

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the ancients all hope of Abraham Send you to the sacred land To change form, the daunting rituals that leave you scorned Crown of thorns adorns the unborn