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Bio in gioco
* First Light *
Long forgotten tales ancient old, speaks of a place from a different time,
Some say this was the promised land others the origin of man,
Only God knows the color of her sand.
Driven away from her into the darkness,
Reborn from bit and byte, freed from the Reapers scythe,
Only to realize that pain is knowledge and all knowledge pain.
For it’s all just a waiting game.
The terror here that bleeds us white
For it begins when you will,
But they do not end when you please.
Come the four corners of “Dark Amarr” in arms, and we shall shock them
Guns thunder …limbs and metal fuse then explode in all directions …
A symphony of a dark souls delight
All while we wait for that first light ...
Strike up the drum and march courageously.
Long forgotten tales ancient old, speaks of a place from a different time,
Some say this was the promised land others the origin of man,
Only God knows the color of her sand.
Driven away from her into the darkness,
Reborn from bit and byte, freed from the Reapers scythe,
Only to realize that pain is knowledge and all knowledge pain.
For it’s all just a waiting game.
The terror here that bleeds us white
For it begins when you will,
But they do not end when you please.
Come the four corners of “Dark Amarr” in arms, and we shall shock them
Guns thunder …limbs and metal fuse then explode in all directions …
A symphony of a dark souls delight
All while we wait for that first light ...
Strike up the drum and march courageously.