| Blasting forward through a filamentous sky
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| Beckoned by the flash of exploding light
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| My soul crosses over the Great Divide
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| Charging the void
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| Isolated, I’ve been redeployed
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| A rider on the crest
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| Carry forth or plummet to death
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| Autopilot function has been overridden
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| For Isolation subjects, choice has been forbidden
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| But death and destruction are what I’ve been given
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| Charging the void
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| Isolated, I’ve been redeployed
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| A rider on the crest
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| Carry forth or plummet to death
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| Particles known only in theory, within my grasp
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| Entering the cloud of the exploded mass
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| To live is to die, disjunction seals our fate
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| So many tyrants lie, pleading at the gates
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| Regimes at an end with policies left to amend
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| Where would the future lie if regimes had time to bide
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| So bring unto me, morbid mastery
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| I shall revoke the throne atop the stellar tree
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| I choose a different path from those now dead in the mire
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| They could not wield the flame of life. |
| To which, now I conspire
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| I charge the void
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| I’ve found the purpose
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| Immortalize this life
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| I will return to the surface
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| A lust for control and power
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| Has grown in isolation
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| A sky that once brought hope and light
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| Now brings me desolation
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| I must wield the sands of time to reclaim what is mine
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| Stargazers have made the claims
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| Of enocules bursting from Alshain
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| Deep within the serpent’s spire
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| I forge a path that takes me higher
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| I’ve crossed the Great Divide
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| Now I peer into the depths of death’s door
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| Through the rippling veil I acquire
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| The dust of life that Cygnus obscures
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| To the other side, I have done it
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| I now command the draw of death’s door
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| To the relic Alshain, now I’ve got it
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| A molecule like nothing before
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| Star fields of Aquila set ablaze
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| Reap the ashes of the great Alshain
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| Relic Alshain
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| Oh Shahin-i-tarazu, now my flesh is born anew
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| Within my hands, I hold the sands
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| A sky of pillars gives life and land
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| The blackest night unveiling death
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| One inhaling, exhaling breath
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| Of the swan with blackened wings outstretched
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| A path unseen unfolds for me
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| I charge the void and ascend the tree
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| To the bird of morbid mastery
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| I heed the Cygnus call
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| They will want the dust obtained through my gall
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| I bring the gift of extended life
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| No longer will control be born of strife
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| I burn through disregarded space
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| Dispatched, forgotten, now I stake my independent claim
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| I will rule this stark domain |