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Hear the wind's whisper in the shadow deep?

Once forgotten now emerged to avail

A scornful spell he casts, while night he drags

Severance of dreams (wrecked and slain)

Its virtue immensely shaped aura of beings

Where breath of the last sun's spat out

And moon rays have quietly fallen

o'er the graves of remembrance long

Rivers run low

deep underneath the earthen soil

Within their waters grim

Such horrid truth untold they withold

Blood runs low

yet the world appears without end

Dweller in the deepest deep,

Thy vision perplexed beheld

Dying lights, teal, then grey, inwrought with shadows lay

Doom to all and a rise to fall

Circles of souls senile, dull, estranged

Dead and gone and no roots remain

From a far, begotten, pulsing energy of ages has come

as from a time of sullen age of yore undone

Beneath the earth's core perfidious, vast Abyss loathes

Enraptured breed unsilent, unleashing its scorn