| Desolate and Forsaken, Eerily Moaning Dark Winds
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| Murmur Incantations, Dusk Calls Forth Shadows
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| Spirits of the Glorious Dead Lingering, Bound to this Place
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| They Whisper of Untold Sagas, of Long Dead Cities
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| the Seven Shining Cities Sacred to the Aphkhallu
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| of Ages Past when the World was Young
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| When Babylon was Blessed of Marduk
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| and the Sound of her Armies was the Blare of Ominous War Horns
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| and the Clash of Immortal Cymbals
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| of Bronze Gates Arrayed in Splendour
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| and Magnificent Walls of Sunbaked Brick of Temples of Marble
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| and Bloodstained Altars, Long Before the Jeweled Throne of Ur Fell Silent and Turned to Dust
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| Beneath the Endless Shifting Sands
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| and the Inevitable Vengeance of the Elements |