You paid your price, you sold your soul no turning back, from her twisted goal fire in your eyes, blood on your hands you bowed to the queen of these cursed lands her whispers deceived, her lies were grand and now you stand, her puppet King man you took her hand whispers of power cloud your sight and in her grasp, you blindly stand she bends your will Bound to her curse, through pleasure or pain lost in her darkness, forever stained you took her hand whispers of power cloud your sight and in her grasp, you blindly stand she bends your will Bound to her curse, through pleasure or pain lost in her darkness, forever stained Her power eternal,her voice like death’s breath No mortal can tame her, no man can best Offer your soul, bow to her might for she rules the depths of the endless night The cries of the lost fade to silence unknown iron throne, is where broken souls turn to stone The stars reflect in her eyes’ black seas casting shadows across a thousand trees a siren song of torment and shame consuming the soul that entered her game her presence a curse, her whispers pale The blood of kings stains her mountain’s stone as she claims every soul, one by one, alone Zoulvisia’s her name, and shadows bend; the fallen revere her till bitter end a nightmare born where the lost souls sleep old spirits rise from the pits so deep Her name an echo in caves unknown iron throne, is where broken souls turn to stone Offer your soul, bow to her might for she rules the depths of the endless night The cries of the lost fade to silence unknown iron throne, is where broken souls turn to stone Her power consumes like a deathly vine I drank from her cup I dance to her tune…. a slave at her feet Her darkness waits... ...for you
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