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From the undying lands

Forevermore

Emerging from the surface

With grandeur to the stars

Immaculate

From ancient times

A mark of endlessness

For eons yet to come

In quiet solitude eternity is born

Under a dying cloak obscurity forlorn

A subtle waveform from deep within the myth

Sent from the primal spire and to the sacred zenith

At the pinnacle of isolation seeds grow into stone

Shrouded in wilderness where spirits call their home

Triumphant, emergent pillars to the sky

Permanent sculptures where the seekers go to die

Conquering, like spirits swept beneath the veil

Keepers of wisdom who forever will prevail

Thoughtless and present is their everlasting awe

A primal scream echoing from states of law

Soldiers of ore against the bid of man's contempt

Just but a glimpse of truth is all that can be lent

In quiet solitude eternity is born

Under a dying cloak obscurity forlorn

A subtle waveform from deep within the myth

Sent from the primal spire and to the sacred zenith