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Oh say

Beginning

They came so far to feed it

Feeling the buzzing ‘twixt the ears

And it pulls them closer

Losing sight

hearing the future when approaching

I may have faltered in my past life

Abstracted purpose, this age of Onw

Oh say I built this lovely ziggurat

Out of earthen stone

I have my ersatz soul

Gaining arc power Amulene, fragmented sovereignty

Bent Spark’s ashes float through my limbs

The scrypt they touch disappearing

Absorbing into me

I remember

I release everything

My skin betrays the concealed memories

My pain, my failure

What’s gained framed in amulene

Replaced by scryptic robes

Untethering the vassels from the land

I become Invisible

Free, while my squier is a world away

Never to create again

Nor to warm inside the cold

Not a mark left on this earth

None but ersatz soul

You cannot escape

Wandering in the mist

Directionless, what’s purpose without intersection?

Just ersatz soul in the pained reflection

Creating my ziggurat by dragging a sharp finger through the air

Manipulating the letters that rain down from a world line soon to die

The purple valleys

The vassels made their dens

And the ambling smoke from their hearths

It is all replaced

But I

Have my Ersatz Soul

Absorbing

I ask the bodies, for me did you depart?

As Ashayn said, there is no fate here

I have my Ersatz Soul

Hiding in the light

Hung in scryptic robes

I have my Ersatz Soul

Fragmented Sovereignty