The only thing left to do is for me to accept my fate
The only thing left that will continue is a purple hue
I am the Eternal Morlock, but I must continue
Please do not try to find me; I will return in seven years
But to never
Spit-dragon, I lost my power
I cannot breathe like a fire
Spawn has arrive in the water
Mask, chain, neck to the boulder
I am the God of Warlock
The thunder, the alpha
A missing key, a void
I am the one that I seek
Only I can save me
Time is space, we can live three-hundred years
Irony is the child of piety
Time; was the first symbol that echoed
Time in hell, I am the child of hell
My reverse-opposite polarity
I need to disappear; I was never here
The only story left, is you
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