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Sentinel at the spire, you’re losing your mind here

Keep alert, watching Titans dance until the dusk sweeps you away

And then you’ll expire to brimstone and fire, peacefully

When the ashes clear you will be just a memory

Left without a trace, there is nothing

Our existence, up for debate and you ask me,

Were we ever even here?

[The Sentinel:]

“Child of the light, infinite, and you,

A smile drawn at the last eye of dawn,

Freed from the flower of light and life”

Sentinel at the spire free your mind

Empty your trove and write

Until you’re free from the burdens of life

You left us a book with one page missing

But the remainder, another cuneiform mystery

What can I say, what can I do?

The records you keep are only kept here for you

What can I say, what can I do?

The records you keep die here with you

[The Sentinel:]

“The missing page is the key

To reveal the words I speak

So take the words you know

And match them to symbol”

Sentinel at the Spire you call me tonight,

I’ve been watching the mysteries you’ve tasked yourself to scribe

Lemurian seeds and Atlantean dreams,

Dance in the seams of the records you keep

Sentinel at the Spire, you’re losing your mind here

Keep alert, watching Titans dance until the dusk sweeps you away

And then you’ll expire to brimstone and fire, peacefully

When the ashes clear you will be just a memory

Left without a trace there is nothing

Our existence, up for debate, would you answer me

What can I say, what can I do?

The records you keep are only kept here for you

What can I say, what can I do?

The records you keep die here with you

[The Sentinel:]

“The missing page is the key

To reveal the words I speak

So take the words you know

And match them to symbol”