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I am the ashen skyline. I am the acid seas; the rains of

Liquid fire; the storms of rock and stone. Supreme is the

Will of the black divinity. A heart of destruction beats

To eternity

At my hands: a legion — swarms of catastrophes

In my trail: cold fire — but wastelands left to see

Both prayers and shouts of worship meet sheer

Indifference. The ghost of harvest scorns you —

This flashing scythe is blind!

These flowers made of flesh and blood

Flourish in a graceful blast

For ages kept a secret, a hideous miracle, deraded, yet

Forgotten — I live in the myth of Hell. Now risen from

Oblivion, from my abysmal sleep; a pitch-black ancient

Darkness is on the face of the deep

These flowers made of flesh and blood

Flourish in a graceful blast

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