Thou shall fear the people who live under the mark of the bird
I was scattered among the shadows of men
Crawled deep in the tunnels of burden
Then I met the great one in the purge
Who gave me the mask to set us free and erase my shame
Ask yourselves who does not want a new beginning
You deserve to dwell kneeling
Scattered among the shadows of men
I denied the ways of gods
For I shall not fear the one who lives
Under the mark of the bird
With blackened death I shall come
As I am one of them

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