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Tumult consumes our being

Marbled eyes, empty vessels

This mindless throng is teeming

Through our veins like blood cells

Swallowed up becoming one

Man and mud baking in the sun

100,000 years by the earth baptized

Silence is broken as the creatures arise

Precipitation at the precipice

Terra firma is lost

The great plateau becomes formless

The gods of the hive are for naught

Bursting from thirsty cracked dirt

Crawling from putrid bogs

The ground is giving birth

In the land of Magog

Swallowed up becoming one

Man and mud baking in the sun

100,000 years by the earth baptized

Silence is broken as the creatures arise