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Crown the impulse that deliberately

fall

defeat in spiritless action

Isolation - burn the greenwood

order of the vertical path

Descendent

crawl in the remnants of one thousand

lies

Restaging

torching a world that was left

behind

Zodijackyl light

Cross the sharpest void

deride the embers of his faith

the bringer that on million horses

ride

Waiting for the call within the

spark of sin

ever reminiscent of the coming

of storm

Can you see the cosmic face in

which disorder lies

Burning of opression

Burning the inventor

Burning is the killing hand

Be that of the darkest sin

to frustrate hope and love

I shall not be blinded

I shall not be forced

Resistance

feasting on debris from celestial

wars

Burning in the sky

beyond the realm of time

Sequence of the nucleus

the glowing dust in flight

Zodijackyl light

And they ride, they ride

the drama takes the lead

And they ride, they ride

the beast of heaven their guide

Racing through the vastness

constellation disarray

that darkness could not have existed

that bares no witness to the light

I shall not be blinded

I shall not be forced

Sweet endless

Perpetually pronge through interior

vaults

So seamless

Joints of time cannot shackle the

beast

Zodijackyl light.