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As nightmare creatures

Swarm the skies

As will and reason dies

A point of entry

A hidden eye

A tunnel to the other side

Entitled to these fields of wrath

In search of darkness

As blazing torches light the sky

Still preying on life

Their manic gaze

A ritual of flesh and spirit

An echoing of tortured walls

In this corrupt soul

To restore the eye

To command the sky

To wash away our pride