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Midnight Never Ends
02:41
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In the hours before the dawn
A stranger comes rapping upon my door
He asks of me a coffin made
Completed upon the morn
Tolaeth before the coffin
Tolaeth the hammer blow
With plane and saw the joiner tells
Of the mornings woe
When measurement and fee are set
He doth ride away
A promise made to return
With the coming of the day
The chalk lines on my workbench
Seem a child to suggest
And in the stillness of this hour
I set upon my task
Tolaeth before the coffin
Tolaeth the hammer blow
With plane and saw the joiner tells
Of the mornings woe
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With the darkness comes the quiet snow
Benumbed we do not feel the cold
Let all growth and forward motion stop
Let everything we know rot
An end to useless thought
Let filth collect
Grow hard and set
Where once was human intellect
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The Shadow Lord
03:07
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What strange and fragile subsistence is this
That by blood and breath a man should come to live
Then subterfuge and lies to him are told
That in his hand he doth a treasure hold
But should the plug be pulled from one
And with the other switched
Would find for him a bed is made
Down in the potter's ditch
I am the spirit that denies, and justly so
For all things from the void called forth
Deserve to be destroyed
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