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Frozen ground, deeply cold

Soil awaiting the grain

Ray of life on the fertile Earth

Through the days of fierce propagation

Lies in wait to breed the new gods

Elusory fountain

Enforces illusory cause

Flows devour elder trails

Melt the face of older faith

Dance on bowels of a frail belief

Furious prophets of world unseen

Rinse their hands in bloody creeks

Praise the names in glorious hymns

As we die for their illusory bequest