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Centuries wasted |
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Wallowing in our defecation. |
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An entity overwatches silent yet in disgust, |
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Evoking a thirst for destruction! |
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Destruction. |
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A divine intervention is underway, |
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To cleanse our burden of mistakes. |
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Clouds transform into a mammoth storm as the skies blacken with ash. |
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Downpours of sulfur nauseate and fill your chest. |
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Overwhelming showers of flames eat through the flesh. |
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Screaming like suffocated swine this is our punishment. |
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Only few remain, for he's unsympathetic within his campaign. |
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Screaming like suffocated swine this is our punishment. |
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Remnants of scalded skin permeate an unpleasant stench serving |
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As reminder his hands are only temporarily cleansed. |
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Casualties are taken to stimulate change! |