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Intro and breaks: Em
DQueen of the hourGs liesA waitiAmng for the wind to blow away thEme veil of time CSlowly now the threads of age are starting to unwind
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Queen of the hoGurs CAlong,G AlongC, AloGng the pathAm of time, of Emtime, She is stilGl The cloCck shall Gtell the Ctale When aGll is welAml, is weEmll.
DBlack was the niGght thAat camAme in from the East and caused the Emland to sleep. CRiding on a storm, it carved a message in Isabella Creek.
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DDawn is the deGath wiAsh nigAmht has passed away, it left the Emsacred flower, COpened up the grave and bowed its life unto the Queen of Hours.