| Where nature’s russet beauty grew the roses of Utpoia
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| The stench of vented corpses floats abroad
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| These killing fields will yield to new horizons so Cyclopian
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| With the advent of our resurrected Lords
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| Siding with the Titans
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| Cast into the ancient dark of Tartarus
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| Below the underworld
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| These ancient bastards bore their agonies
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| Or locked in slumbrous nightmares
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| Twixt the spheres or neath the seas
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| They slept until the righting of the cosmos set them free
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| They slept until the blighting of the night sky
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| Let them loose on you and me
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| Welcome this return
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| Titanomachian and Vatican-hearsed
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| The mass enslavement of a passive Universe
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| In nary a day the earth was burning
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| Leviathans and Krakens
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| Colossal horrors rising forth
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| From oceans spewing Tsunamis
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| Like heralds of malevolence
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| Dispensing holocaust
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| The grandiose ballet
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| Of death and ravaged flesh
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| The span of Mankind shut down
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| In one massive shattered fucking breath
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| A slice of moon thrust a fatal glow
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| On their cold relentless freedom
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| From core to crust and conquered pole to pole
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| Reconfiguring for a fecund second Eden
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| I had glimpsed this Hell before
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| This twisted fungoid Boschian garden of insanity
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| An infested Nevermore
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| Rife with delights to annihilate humanity
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| Gods fell down upon us insects with world-devouring maws
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| When nature’s empty bounty died
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| I dreamt this tragic sight
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| We precognitioner’s just tuned the signal to you all
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| Amplified, the vision fried, pulsing magnetic stars were right
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| Vast gates drew open
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| What slathered forth began to fall
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| Siding with the Titans
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| I’m siding with the Titans
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| Siding with the Titans
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| Our last mistakes to which awake
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| Past masters, mad and cruel
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| Shalt witness the explicitness of their rule
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| But I shall be rewarded
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| And take my place amidst the black
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| For what else is there left to do save usher these monsters back?
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| I welcome this return
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| I welcome this return
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| Mountains of perversion, Elder versions and worse
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| The mass enslavement of a passive Universe
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| In nary a day temples were turning
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| On judgement day
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| I’m siding with the Titans
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| On judgement day
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| I’m siding with the Titans
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| On judgement day
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| I’m siding with the Titans… |