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All empires fell with crafts that seemed eternal

Silent testimonies of permanent elapse

Some walls shattered by adverse mights

Some mounts imperceptibly festered into dust

The time avoids depicting the line

It journeys incessantly over interfering circles

None spirit enfolds its flowing

Due to immense radius spread

A glance aback reveals

It brought us into aeon ghastly plain

The verge of timely dimension

A gallery of overpast lords

That left in fulminatory roar

Or departed in dismal groans

Environed by world order

Of inverted power's hierarchy

The odds obliterated between eulogy and disgrace

Dwelling in the oblivious void

Yet shall we recover the strength

To re-establish the exact image

And put it into the recent frame

Mouldered is the principle of kingdom lost

pride and honor they attempted to bury

Will disengage form damnation claws

And recrucify the pitiful idols

To let the streams of hatred efface the sacrosanct offal

Each empire must fall thus I behold the arisen

From behind the nearest void's bend

The splendour once fallen...