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Liberation

In Axiom!

Visitation

An Axe in Arm!

Set sail / On rolling dull platitudes

Get bent / Every minute spent, diatribe - alive!

Dicing the competition - mythological superstition

We’ll sweep the shore

Infect the land!

What’s left to take

Just relics of...

A whimpered history

A crass breed / thundering across threaded foothills

Blood trees / bathe in the storied memories

Hand it down, this tale this judgement day

And heed, your god..

Now pray for rain

All wait upon

Loki’s black eye to cast down

The weight of worlds

Hinged on a dark and hollow soul

Judgement

Fate Innate

Blood Sated

Ingrate

Ain’t it great?

The weak abandoned to their fate