| Altars have burned
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| In wakeless states I’ve lapsed
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| Spires I’ve seen, crashing dreams
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| Of vapors and visions
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| Escaping, entranced
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| Coming to and though possession
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| Other forms and shattered worlds
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| Out of the wreckage, in the coming swarm
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| Beyond deprivation
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| Eradication of light interred
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| Silenced ghost sing unheard
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| Dying language, silver tongues
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| Conquered ancients spilling blood
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| Come the order, come the pain
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| Come neglect, into the fray
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| Come the reckoning, come the suffering
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| Subjugation, all enslaved
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| Frothing mouth, the river writhes
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| Clotting, the horror, swarming flies
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| Silver tongues, drowning floods
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| Claiming victims, putrefied
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| Seal it off, dealing death
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| Running out, sewing mouths
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| Starving lungs, depriving, explode and drown
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| The silver tongued ancients
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| Meeting reprise
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| Of silenced ghosts
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| Reclaim Demise |