| The yonder hungers
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| The storms are alive and waiting
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| To burst and break through!
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| All thrones are empty
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| And cups are filled with fire
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| Nothing is true!
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| And the snake tangle wild
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| In the spine of our mother
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| To drag her down!
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| Into the vast seas unnamed
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| Without bottom or origin
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| Unfurl and unwind!
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| There it forms in the sky
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| Born long after it dies
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| A veil of night for the world
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| The flesh and the devil
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| Illusions like insects
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| That die to its might
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| A storm now awakes in the heart of the night
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| And none shall defy
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| None shall deny
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| As the serpents rise
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| In the night!
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| In veins and light years
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| In roots and bones and embers
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| A war has begun!
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| Horizons burning
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| With endless adoration
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| There it forms in the sky
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| Born long after it dies
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| A veil of night for the world
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| The flesh and the devil |