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Lirieke: Iced Earth. Setian Massacre.

Screaming in agony, cries fill the air
Eyes once full of hope shedding tears of despair
All that they've ever known is dead

Fire reigns from above, iron birds of dread
All that they've ever loved is dead
All that they've ever dreamt is dead

Yet there's a glint of hope if the chosen can survive
In secret the ten thousand hide
East in the mountains, the chosen bide their time
The clouding, our strike on mankind

Temples are burning, streets soaked with blood
Heed the prophecy, destiny is done
All that they've ever loved is dead
All that they've ever dreamt is dead

Yet there's a glint of hope if the chosen can survive
In secret the ten thousand hide
East in the mountains, the chosen bide their time
The clouding, our strike on mankind

Yet there's a glint of hope if the chosen can survive
In secret the ten thousand hide
East in the mountains, the chosen bide their time
The clouding, our strike on mankind