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Hidden within the raven's eye |
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Resides a majestic black maelstrom |
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An iridescent vortex of delirium |
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Abashed in deathless creation |
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The veils throb with visceral indignation, |
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Revealing the angry space between the stars |
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Their seething terror forms out of reversed realities |
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Where our gods become prey |
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By the sardonic Hammer |
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By the jaws of Leviathan |
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Even the last dying wish |
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Is eradicated from the ethereal |
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Subtle murmurs that disturb life, |
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Inevitable paroxysms return once again; |
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We never dreamed it could be this way |
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We should have left it alone... |
