I dream of blood 
I smell your scent 
I can hear the screaming 
I know you are near 

Sinovo, my butcher 
Tell me your wonders 
Give me your hand 
Sinovo, my demon 

Caused by the cataclysm 
Your birth and the schism 
I find myself digging out 
Of the chasms, deep in the canyons 
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