White eyes lure the weak To find the dead where they fell Long ago in an age far gone Dont follow the lights! Dont follow the lights! Run from his screams Look not below, nor above He watches these lands Long gone are all memories But whispers remain Of the war that has filled the dead marshes With lifeless eyes None shall pass these marshes None shall ever return Never rest, close your eyes only to die Dont follow the lights!
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