| Vielfour fiery
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| Four corners race- stretch infinity
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| Cataclysms celebrate
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| A whirling soul ablaze with spirited gleam
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| A silence made sullen by the lightning’s voice
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| Four armed comet scrapes a spiritless earth
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| Scream eternal void
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| Spinning firey cycles in uncorrupt space
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| The whimpering age of plead dissipates
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| Superseding failed flesh
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| Epochal sorrows unformed yet ripening
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| Smoke ebbing rays of their dying son
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| Slintering suns in the abyss
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| Wheeling Four evolve into Fifth
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| Dull clay and (matter) grey made ambient
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| Fourth season’s funerary call to rebirth
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| Obeisant before blind eyes
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| Darkness and light untethered
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| Morality and law fall away
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| Save that which flows from the chariot of flame
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| Stigmata immeasurable
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| As if from the very heavens
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| And seas of carnage lap cruel and cold
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| Upon still shores
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| Solar Wills
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| From beyond the starry chasm
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| The stirrings of genocide unfurl
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| Commanding swine to the abattoir
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| Laying in wait for the rays of the sun
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| A silence made sullen by the lightning’s voice
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| Four armed comet scrapes a spiritless earth |