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As parasites we grovel - through the dust |
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A temple devoured - by the ancient fires |
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Autumn falls hard on restless flesh |
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Persistence buried in the sands of time |
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The grey man kissed the mud |
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Circular the ruins - in a dawn without birds |
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Crowned by the deities of death |
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Streets as cracks in the skin |
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To drink from the night itself |
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Webs of perdition - crush the rushing earth |
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The aching void lures - promising rebirth |
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Order from chaos - every thought a tool |
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Order from chaos - profaned by the burned and the dead |
