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The death of an ancient being

Deserves more than a mortal's tear

Its existence is much more than our own

I feel nature's pain and sorrow

So when I look to the heavens

I see a shower of stars

The cosmos is bellowing

And shedding tears of starfire...

The earth is drowning in fires

Sent from beyond the eighth sphere

The pain of the ancients

Shall wipe the earth clean

The trace of mortals will soon disappear

And all man's creation is falling

Their towers of strength come down

The fires of destruction are reflecting

Within nocturnal beasts' eyes