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Lothric

From the ancient times the war for throne is going on
Born in Lothric and born with a sword
Over bones we walk
Meeting dark guests
And blood spills with spring
While your spirit is caged
From the ancient times the war for throne is going on
Born in Lothric and born with a sword
Over bones we walk
Meeting dark guests
And blood spills with spring
While your spirit is caged
 
I walk through the smoke as blind, blue fog in my lungs
Dropped the bones into ash between ruins
I collected so much souls, Lothric has no love
They burn but never warm - I just collect 'em
I'll take drop of you like a souvenir
Sparks are going turn into the flame, whatever name
I'm loosing 'em and collect again
I walk alone to lit all fires ahead
They seems dead to me, hordes, armies
Blood upon by blade - never stay cold for long
Entered the shrine of flame and dropped ash of blunt*
I forgot a lot in here, but never leaved the main - Souls!
 
Firstborn flame is fade
Raised black banner - fight for the light was in vain
Here's Heirs of fire raised of their graves
Chaos has arrived on the Hollow's land
It is the cruelest war for the corpse of world
Yes, it isn't hard to guess who is next, king
Chasing for the portion you lost the might of own soul
And demons here prevails, maybe you prasied wrong ones?
 
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