| I cast my sight towards the past
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| And remember that which forced our flight
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| Our doom I saw and knew was near
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| But my warnings fell on deaf ears
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| My kin had left though I delayed
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| To greater planes I meant to follow
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| But as I made my flight of passage
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| The chasm opened in my path
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| Beneath me earth faded away — above
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| Titanic forces drew me to the abyss
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| Where time and space converged my memories blend
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| Yet now I recall what I saw:
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| From within this void something is looming
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| A monstrous presence engulfs me
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| As tentacles probe my mind
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| I’m scrutinised from the rift
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| Its power is too great
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| I feel my light fading
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| As I’m dragged into fell depths
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| I scream into the void
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| How I witnessed
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| As it drew me close
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| This my end
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| I would surely die
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| So I flared
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| And it threw me far
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| Through dark skies
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| Like a star I fell
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| I awaken — I have returned
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| I scream to the heavens — Why? |