ThresholdIt's red raindrops in the snowStill and morbid darkness growBehold the mourning gone awayIn the shadows come what mayDarken soul and darken heartLips of crimson fall apartIn chains of steel forever boundBeneath the cool and hollow groundCross the threshold, cross the sandSpawn of madness, stronger hand'Till every day that I beholdGlow and shimmer all in gold
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