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Sons Of William Darkest Secret

darkest secret You can keep my darkest secret You can keep my darkest secret alive On the edge of your love The devil you despise And I know our love will

malotic sings you a song. missing children swampy depths, mysteries are secrets kept. Staring owls snakes and frogs, Leeches living off hollow logs. Somethings watching from the water, it took them missing sons

no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there's no light, in the darkest Of

light In the darkest of your furthest reaches No there's no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches All your dreams splintered off Leech by leech On this catafalque Anyone will

Where the storms of the northern skies call their names The names of the horned ones, the names of their sons Show me the landscape that will soon be

control your spirit-form, Xerxes... for by mastering the art of traversing the mists you may effortlessly travel to many places, and many times. Countless secrets will

Choose the sword and you will join me Choose the ball and you join your mother in death You don't understand my words, but you must choose So come boy

Frost. The whirling air of the North guide my spirit in the quest for glorious past. And it was in the mist of time that the death fires floodlighted darkness

in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold'" [Macbeth