The Riddle of Dumash
A Undying Reaper of Tears, from a bygone age...
A defiler of shadow and flame, he haunts theese halls of old
Through those blackened arcades of antiquity.
Remember The Vault of The, opulent and imperial.
Chained to his service
Chained to the dark.
Salvador's Sanctuary
Stronger than the foundations of the earth.
A throne worthy of a god
An alter of to heretical devotion.
These Catacombs calls to the faithful.. Eternal prison to the scared the sky, and blackened the sun, A damnable portal of antediluvian evil. cavernous maze awaiting merciful oblivion. And we were rewarded with madness an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels, possessed as it is by unnameable things from outer spheres. Once so well regarded, this temple of madness and morbidity Now barely whispered aloud by decent folk. Let me share with you the terrible wonders I have come to know More arrive, foolishly seeking fortune and glory in this domain of the damned. I was lord of this place, before the crows and rats made it their domain. , awaiting merciful oblivion Our every step unsettled the ancient earth but we were in A gateway to a realm of death and madness! The ground shakes... Drums. Drums in the deep. The Silence of unanswered prayers echoing amid the barren rocks of blasted and desolate landscapes frozen over and freezing to the touch A Shadow moves in the dark... Deep within the rock, they buried him. In a tomb so dark, it would never come to light. Though dark it shall not be, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Such wanton death was dealt in his age, for this city of Men was nothing to Smaug. His eye was set on another prize. For dragons covet gold with a dark and fierce desire Salvador's Sanctuary The shifted corridors and sloped vaults of our his legacy, once sprawling and familiar, now forreign and desecrated they are as twisted as my own twisted ambitions. an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels, possessed as it is by unnameable things from outer spheres.
Dumash is traped in the dark. Salvador's Sanctuary
A defiler of shadow and flame, he haunts theese halls of old
Through those blackened arcades of antiquity.
Remember The Vault of The, opulent and imperial.
Chained to his service
Chained to the dark.
Salvador's Sanctuary
Stronger than the foundations of the earth.
A throne worthy of a god
An alter of to heretical devotion.
These Catacombs calls to the faithful.. Eternal prison to the scared the sky, and blackened the sun, A damnable portal of antediluvian evil. cavernous maze awaiting merciful oblivion. And we were rewarded with madness an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels, possessed as it is by unnameable things from outer spheres. Once so well regarded, this temple of madness and morbidity Now barely whispered aloud by decent folk. Let me share with you the terrible wonders I have come to know More arrive, foolishly seeking fortune and glory in this domain of the damned. I was lord of this place, before the crows and rats made it their domain. , awaiting merciful oblivion Our every step unsettled the ancient earth but we were in A gateway to a realm of death and madness! The ground shakes... Drums. Drums in the deep. The Silence of unanswered prayers echoing amid the barren rocks of blasted and desolate landscapes frozen over and freezing to the touch A Shadow moves in the dark... Deep within the rock, they buried him. In a tomb so dark, it would never come to light. Though dark it shall not be, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Such wanton death was dealt in his age, for this city of Men was nothing to Smaug. His eye was set on another prize. For dragons covet gold with a dark and fierce desire Salvador's Sanctuary The shifted corridors and sloped vaults of our his legacy, once sprawling and familiar, now forreign and desecrated they are as twisted as my own twisted ambitions. an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels, possessed as it is by unnameable things from outer spheres.
Dumash is traped in the dark. Salvador's Sanctuary
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