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And The Victor Shall Hollow His Veins

from Moons Of Old by Magazu

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Goddess cursed to insight.
Your earthly dwellings pain the likes of mortal men.
Empress of confession.
These chains are burdened flesh deprived of skin.
Siren of the lakeside.
The promises of men are broken without fail.
Fortress of the seaside.
Our wrists are torn apart in sacrifice.

Libation, we immolate the offered one,
To see the spring return.
Libation, we immolate the offered one,
To see the spring return and glimmer in your dead and hollowed eyes.
Dead and hollowed eyes.

Libation, libation.

We've emptied the fields.
No beasts return to graze the frosted plains.
We've fought for the soil.
And the victor shall hollow his veins.
The victor shall hollow his veins.
And the victor shall hollow his veins.

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from Moons Of Old, released March 5, 2021

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