Children Of The Underworld

I call you, my Master,

King of the Ghouls,

Bringer of Pain,

Wreakerof Sorrow

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Those are the

Children of The Underworld

Bitter Venom of gods

The Great Storms from Below,

Those are THEY

I spill the red Water of Life

To the stone struck with a sword,

That hath slain eleven men

And hath spreaded Misery and Blood

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Know that our years are The Years of WAR

And our days measured as Battles

And every hour is a life lost from

The outside of the Sweet World of Sorrow

(chorus)

Know that our years are The Years of WAR

And our days measured as Battles

And every hour is a life lost from

The outside where every lie is true