Naked in midsummer magic Lies a skull deep in the forest Sorrounded by the tentacles of duel-hearted Within the hungry leeches of healing And the alchemists elixirs A ceremony immemorial to be born Harmony of bagpipes from the tavern Accompany the journey of Thul-Dual to the city of marred where a promise between the non-humans and the ones from the north Will start new circle of the Tal-Mahaat Zos Kia Kultus from the darkest woods Zos Kia Kultus will put end to all the feuds Zos Kia Kultus to the prophet of the skull Zos Kia Kultus we will stand along and hurl Wrapped in fog beneath the city lights Back to lands of Them we disappear When Thendrols who knelt before the prophet would miss the promised boy and girl Zos Kia Kultus from the darkest woods Zos Kia Kultus will put end to all the feuds Zos Kia Kultus for the Tal-Mahaat Zos Kia Kultus in the newborn childrens hearts Zos Kia Kultus to the prophet of the skull Zos Kia Kultus we will stand along and hurl
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