Incantatrix by Moonspell
Seasons came and seasons went
Rocked to sleep through the sounds of hate
Your prince was born without a face
Something too bright, fades away
I've lost your trace
Seasons came and seasons went
Marched to battle in thy name
Your throne is now an empty place
We fill our heart with naked flames
Trust the flesh, trust and take what's yours
When you're afraid, just call my name
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