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Temple of the Forsaken

from Overture: The Heir Apparent by Ezerath

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I: Temple of the Forsaken (Cyrus Nayan’s song)

Leave me here, bleak and abandoned. Such are my thoughts, As I search for a sign, Clenching hands with cross. Lord, I fear I’ve reached the end of the line. For I am, the oldest of three. A bastard, I shall never be free. For I have no right to the throne, As I was conceived before the King was wed. My tomb will bear no markings in stone.

For I have no true purpose, Cast me away, into the depths of solitude. Nothing more than a blank slate, Legends of the ability to lift face. Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, Towards the Temple of the Forsaken.

Soon my transformation will begin, A new man, born of sin. God of the Forsaken.

Please take me in, Cleanse my soul.

Give me back a life worth living, And make me whole, And make me whole.

For I have no true purpose, Cast me away, into the depths of solitude. Nothing more than a blank slate, Legends of the ability to lift face. Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, Towards the Temple of the Forsaken.

At last, I have found the answer. To the unanswered question of my future and of my being. Towards the Temple of the Forsaken, I shall find my calling.

Towards The Temple of the Forsaken.

I shall wear a mask, To shadow the truth of my face. Cloaked in the light of the day, My wrath shall be unveiled.

As the new flesh is placed against my face, I am transformed, into a new man. A man that I need, To plant the deadly seed.

To The Temple of the Forsaken.

For I have no true purpose, Cast me away, into the depths of solitude. Nothing more than a blank slate, Legends of the ability to lift face. Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, Towards the Temple of the Forsaken.

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from Overture: The Heir Apparent, released June 23, 2017

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