During the last rays of the sacred moon
I walk the desolate terrain, so cold and all alone
The rider came to me, a black tornado, a violent mass
The cloud of evil rose, now I'm marked for all time
Temptation befell me
Darkness is calling for me
This is the path that I choose
This is the path that I
Forced power besieged in me
Showing visions of what could be
Now obsessed with my fate
I must go forth and conquer
The chosen one to lead the pack
This boiling hate has risen
From the depths of my blackened heart
This madness is my destiny
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