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In the sea which flows from fire

With mighty whales, neath the rills

The flowers of pain blooms in the mire

Seeking pestilence or blood to drill

A riddle among the realms of sorrow

Still blazing a thousand death

Each holy hordes and invocations

Costs the flesh of other men

This vision of Lord’s dark realm

Warns all to genuflect

Before fate’s dark hand

To rejoice in eternity

Yes I can see

The sun closer to me

The land neath my feet

Has joined the sea

Everything drowned under this ocean of blood

With no man left to distribute any shroud

The reason behind this holy wrath

Is an essential one

Even in unconscious mind I can see

From a thousand men to none

Longing for the moment to come

Thinking ov what need to be done

To extirpate the one

To inherit and overcome