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there is a dark existence

if only it had grasped us

aeons and aeons of eternal death

just to die with a temple for us withered away

we are the sages of the undercroft

eternal glory for morningstar

an angel immortal

only to die with us

lost in our caves

dread in our eyes

we are the servants of the Great Beyond

glory for ourselves

tasked with eternal death

only with the blessing of eternity