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Because it stays in the mind of the Binder
Chaos spreads in the realm of mankind
He will lead us out, the Finder
I cannot help in this puzzle, why am I blind?
In a cold second of mourn
The grieve shades of grey
A day unborn
Another curse, flee, no way
I'm alone in the mists of this life
My blood it boil
A dark hive-order spoils
Because it stays in the mind of the Binder
Chaos spreads in the realm of mankind
He will lead us out, the Finder
I cannot help in this puzzle, why am I blind?
He bears our weighty hopes
A pile in the sky
Against the order
The power is now claimed
All our hopes in this mystical hands
My mind, it swirls
If he is not the Redeemer
